Novandra Caniago
- Tandai sebagai tidak pantas
Before this I read My name is Red, and Orhan is on fire on it. But in this, he is calm like a snow falling to the isolated, poverty, and mourning town. I felt this kind of memoir added new sensation when I see snow. Never a happy story about snow I think. It's Perfect air setting from God for celebrating sadness and tracing back our life or others, or calming down human being, yet not enough in the intersection between East and West, between fundamentalist and European. Not minding about the political issue because it's exhausting, but it helped building crisis between lovers and haters. Make the characters action their best and worst, and tragedy happens to its best.