I was for a long time quite determined not to like or even read this hyped up serie of confessional literature written by a whiny norwegian. I take it all back! I loved it, I fell in love with the very first sentence and followed Knausgård like a devotee through teenage angst, unrequited love, dad-issues down to the mall buying crisps and sprite, the bursting out in tears over his dads death and even while scrubbing the grime off the most disgusting house in Norway.Can't wait to get started on part 2!
