'True Grit' was really enjoyable, and written in such a convincing 19th Century firs-person narrative that it came as a surprise to realsie that 'The Dog of the South' was far more contemporary, set in the '70s and published in 1979. GQ called in 'the funniest novel in decades', so I had high hopes, but after hooking me in at the start to what seemed like a quest to recover a lost wife, it got very odd and weird and hallucinogenic, with the action switching to a swampy Belize best by hurricanes and full of eccentric characters. I found myself nodding off while reading it and not able to follow the plot.
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