barbara fister reviewed I Am No One by Patrick Flanery
Review of 'I Am No One' on 'LibraryThing'
I was drawn to this Early Reviewer book because the subject matter - ubiquitous surveillance and the asymmetrical relationship we have with the power of the state and our corporate monitors - is something I care about. While this has an intriguing premise, I wasn't entirely happy with the direction the author decided to take it. The narrator is a self-absorbed and lonely man who endlessly wonders whether he did the right thing leaving New York for a job at Oxford shortly after 9/11, whether whatever derailed his job at Columbia will ever catch up with him, whether all the strange things that are happening to him are actually symptoms of mental illness, and whether we will ever get out of his extremely claustrophobic head and into the open air. This is a novel of ideas, and it goes more for Kafka than for, say, Zola as it explores the …
I was drawn to this Early Reviewer book because the subject matter - ubiquitous surveillance and the asymmetrical relationship we have with the power of the state and our corporate monitors - is something I care about. While this has an intriguing premise, I wasn't entirely happy with the direction the author decided to take it. The narrator is a self-absorbed and lonely man who endlessly wonders whether he did the right thing leaving New York for a job at Oxford shortly after 9/11, whether whatever derailed his job at Columbia will ever catch up with him, whether all the strange things that are happening to him are actually symptoms of mental illness, and whether we will ever get out of his extremely claustrophobic head and into the open air. This is a novel of ideas, and it goes more for Kafka than for, say, Zola as it explores the ways our identity is shaped by technology. The "no one" of the title demonstrates that even those who are nobody important are being screened and sorted and scanned as possible threats and in that process we lose something of our own identity. But I found our narrator rather irritating company and the internal focus of the novel made this less of a novel of social and political ideas and more a philosophical one. Maybe the real problem is that too often I found myself bored.