Johnny takes it upon himself to compile Zampanò’s notes. Inside Johnny discovers a trunk full of papers a manuscript for a book about a documentary film called The Navidson Record. When looking for a new apartment, his friend takes him to see one in his building where an old man, named Zampanò, has recently died. Johnny Truant, one of our narrators, is a young man who works in a tattoo shop. I suppose the best way to proceed is to break down the narrative frames as simply as I can. It is not technically all these things at once. It is also a collection of letters sent from a mother to her son. It is also a man documenting his personal descent into lust, alienation, and obsession. It is also a scholarly text, breaking down and examining a documentary film. I’ve heard it labeled a horror novel before, which in a way it is-it does deal with the perversion of physical laws and a terrifying journey into an oppressive, unknowable void. It is a labyrinthine book riddled with footnotes that weave throughout the text, multiple unreliable narrators, and frequently disorienting formatting. Danielewski is a bit of a tough novel to define.
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