Books

Last night I finished A Sunday at the Pool in Kigali by Gil Courtemanche, which probably qualifies as one of the most disturbing stories I've ever read. It's a horrifying, powerful, improbable, frustrating romance set in Rwanda against a backdrop of genocide in the form of violence and AIDS (fun for the whole family!). Not for everyone, certainly, but worthwhile nonetheless. Of course I just realised that Hotel Rwanda is no longer playing in Basel. Since the book is set at the same hotel as the movie, I'm especially interested in seeing it now. Meanwhile, after reading something so depressing I need something a little lighter, so I've moved on to The Neal Pollack Anthology of American Literature.