Justin Cartwright

Lost in the telling

Repetitive and highfalutin, I Saw a Man, involving a distant drone strike and close-ups of a failing marriage, feels rushed and undeveloped

  • I Saw a Man

    Owen Sheers

    Faber, pp. 312

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