Somehow, Jansma is never weighed down by what might be mountains of pretence.
A delicate, slow-burning eeriness that lingers long after the book is put down.
Readers are left with a lasting impression of the landscapes she describes in each tale.
Elaborate, maddening gimmickry or a revolution in literature.
The constant Tarantino references and brief moments of unexpected violence excites.
This is a beautiful coffee table book, well-bound and weighty.
There is much to glean from this autobiography, but frustration stands in the way.
Gently affecting short stories, well told, that don't outstay their welcome.
Crisply written, superbly researched volume which doesn't take its players too seriously.
The detail in 'Enemies' makes readers privy to the darkest secrets.