“In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York, and would connect to the reservoir. Whenever people cried themselves to sleep, the tears would all go to the same place, and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down, and you could know if New York is in heavy boots.”
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
This book may give you, what Oskar Schell calls, heavy boots and make you wish you had a birdseed shirt. A deeply sad and moving story about muddling through after losing your most important thing, it follows Thomas and Oskar Schell, grandfather and grandson, on their separate journeys coping with grief.
Thomas, a sculptor, having lost his true love avoids any new loss by not getting involved. He distances himself to the point where he will not even speak to people and communicates only by writing short notes in a notebook he carries with him.
Oscar an inventor, jewelry designer, Francophile, and personally, I suspect autistic child, having lost his father sets out on a search for the lock to the key found amongst his father’s things.
This artistic, neurotic, compulsive family reminds me of The Royal Tenenbaums and if it doesn’t break your heart it might just make you laugh.