Can’t write too much at the moment because it’s been a busy few days, but. I’ve read a lot of Walser. I thought I had a pretty good idea of what Walser was capable of. And then, The Walk. Very, very much like Walser on acid. I’m calling it a fever dream right now. It is baroque and hilarious and ironic as fuck, although also as profoundly whimsical and melancholy as anything I’ve read of Walser. Any way you split it, it’s an amazing little book. Definitely read this.
Reading it is kind of like walking through this: