"Like all great writers, Sven Popovic is not only a master storyteller but also a conjurer of atmospheres. Reading this book is like hanging out with friends during one of those long and dreamy European summer days, where night and day eventually merge into each other and you are taken in by the subtle surrealism of youth. A book, yes, but more importantly a powerful experience." --Carlos Fonesca, author of Natural History and Austral "Sven's stories are not burdened by reality, as much as reality isn't burdened with our generation. It's hard to talk about generations, but if there is a cohesive thread that binds these forever-post-forever-inbetween people (who, instead of Proust's Madelaines have toilet seats of rundown bars), Popovic found it. These stories are permeated with melancholy and irony, they wear a tired sneer that never goes into cynicism, and they ask the following question: who is that "we" that we talk about? This is literature that dares to do what a lot of contemporary fiction shrinks away from--dream." --Lana Bastasic, author of Catch the Rabbit.
Last Night