Astonishing. This is my first Paul Auster's book and went into it with all the expectations of what critics have said about him: trailblazing inventor of story telling, elegant prose, vivid imagery, etc. All of it was confirmed in "Invisible," a book of love, coincidence, chance and how people create stories of themselves to hide the real, in other words to become invisible until nothing else matters.
"Invisible" ricochets from 1967 to 2007 telling the story of Adam Walker and how his life was changed by a chance meeting of a man name Rudolf Born. At the time Walker is an innocent and naive Columbia student studying poetry. He's taken by the this man he really has nothing in common with but is tempted (or corrupted) by Born's willingness to give him money to start a literary magazine.
In this allegorical sense it's not Eve who takes the apple but Adam and the world is somehow doomed from the many people who were coerced by the ruling classes during the late 60s to give up their aspirations for a better world. And in the wake of these actions, the world had spun into chaos with remnants of the years before. Invisible is a story of what the world became after the promising years of the late 1960s.
Enough. I'm speechless.
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