I’m damn happy to see that THE TROUPE has made a lot of end of year lists! I’ve been horribly lazy in responding to this, but I’ll go ahead and try to summarize them now:
The Troupe broke my rating system. I’ve stopped giving Qwills to books because once I read this exceptional novel I realized how inadequate my rating system was. […] This is one of those novels that is so remarkably good that I have been afraid that nothing I say about it could possibly do the novel justice, but I will try.
Bennett not only writes about magic, but his writing itself is imbued with magic and a bit of humor and even a little darkness. To be mentioned in the same breathe as Neil Gaiman would be no stretch of the imagination.
The Troupe is one of those novels that just sticks with you long after closing it. Think of it as a period American Gods through the lens of Steinbeck. Yes, that’s heavy praise, but this book deserves it.
The Troupe by Robert Jackson Bennett was not only the best fantasy novel I read in 2012, it is my favorite novel of the year, full stop. It was a powerful novel and I’d even rank it as one of the ten best I’ve read in the last decade.
The Troupe is one of those books that I didn’t want to end, was genuinely sad when it was over, and am very much looking forward to listening to again.
THE TROUPE is one of few truly unique books I have ever read. The plot was gritty, horrific, beautiful and poetic all at the same time. It isn’t an easy read but more than worth it.
I absolutely loved The Troupe and I devoured every word of it. The Troupe was a breath of fresh air. It charmed me from the first page.
The Troupe is a brilliant read and one that I will definitely read again. Robert Bennett is one of those unusual authors who seems to defy any sort of genre and who also manages to come up with a different style of book every time he sets pen to paper. On the back of reading this I also read Mr Shivers and The Company Man which are also great reads. I can’t wait for his next book to see where he will take us next.
A piano prodigy in early 20th-century middle America explores the dark side of performance and family in this eerie and love-ly homage to smalltime vaudevillians and the country’s heartland.