The Intuitionist, by Colson Whitehead, certainly has a great set-up, an interesting mise en scène, yet something is missing from this novel. Whitehead has the great set up, has all the pieces in place, and then fails to act fully upon them.
In the end, the story leaves one with a curiously unsatisfying sensation. It is like a chess game that had the promise of great energy, considered strategy, and a keen eye for the moves ahead - but was quickly botched. Instead, this novel stops with pieces still left on the board.
In the end, the story leaves one with a curiously unsatisfying sensation. It is like a chess game that had the promise of great energy, considered strategy, and a keen eye for the moves ahead - but was quickly botched. Instead, this novel stops with pieces still left on the board.
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