I finished Paul Auster’s 2009 novel, Invisible, a few days ago and I’m not sure what to think of it (but I’ll give it a 7 out of 10). Again, it’s Paul Auster writing about a character that is himself thinly disguised — himself as a university student in the late ’60s making friends with people who turn out to be maybe not the greatest people on the planet. It’s another engaging existential journey, one that’s familiar to anyone who’s read Paul Auster, who I think could write a novel about someone hanging clothes out to dry and it would still suck you in. “Invisible” has that Paul Auster thing going on. So it’s a good read.
But that’s the most I can say about it because, for me, the book just ends without resolving any of the mysteries that are introduced in the first 300 pages of the novel. I had to take a 3-day break from the book before I could finish the last portion of it, so it’s possible I forgot some revealing detail during the break. But if anyone who has read the novel can tell me the truth behind the main event of the story, please leave a comment and let me know. Because I completely missed it — if it was revealed.
So except for not getting the ending, “Invisible” was a good read. I enjoyed it. I just didn’t get it.