I have to admit, I often do not get Margaret Atwood's books. Otherwise, how can I explain the feeling of sadness that is overwhelming me right now.
It's so hard to express what exactly this book is about any synopsis you read, doesn't do it justice. Think mine probably will be as misleading and pointless as all others, the blind assassin is a puzzle of a story with multiple tales within tales.
Atwood always writes about a woman, and this novel is no exception. Ultimately, the blind assassin is a story of 2 young sisters who were unlucky to be born at wrong time when woman were expected to be wholly satisfied with shiny things, and not much else. There is plenty of stories that explore submissive status of woman in which the World constraints they left and are, but this one I'm sure will stick with me for a long time. I don't know how she does it, but Atwood writes it so well.
I know I'm rambling here, I find it difficult to read and explain what I love about the blind assassin it's just I am so full of feelings right now of understanding and compassion for Irish and Laura plight of frustration over their weakness and pride over their moments of strength, not many books can make us feel so much. Loved it