The Man Who Saw Everything

I read this while on the flight home from a long visit to Berlin, so the territory and the history of what is addressed in the novel was familiar to me, and yet so much of it surprises–from the warped sense of time and memory, the similarly warped sense of beauty and love, to the erratic thought process of the book's main character, Saul Adler. I don't think the book is perfect and I don't think Levy gets the character of Saul quite right. Nonetheless, it provided excellent distraction on a long flight.