You’ll remember Elizabeth Kostova’s name if you read
The Historian. If you’ve read
The Historian and aren’t sure about
The Swan Thieves, given its size, put it out of your head and pick up this book. It is so different from
The Historian in so many ways and yet so similar…it’s magnificent.
Robert Oliver, a renowned painter, is admitted to a psychiatric hospital after he attempts to slash a painting in the National Gallery of Art. No one can figure out what is going through his head, least of all his psychiatrist, Andrew Marlow. Marlow begins with the patient and when that produces a dead end because Oliver refuses to talk, Marlow goes in search of the truth and a way to heal his patient. We are introduced to Oliver’s ex-wife, Kate and Mary, an ex-lover.
Join Marlow as he searches between centuries to find the answer and ends up learning more about himself and Oliver.
Kostova tells a remarkable tale full of art, beautiful landscapes, blatant betrayal and rich, enthralling characters, you will be sad when you close the book. I can’t help but believe Marlow’s love of books is Kostova’s way of telling us about HER love of books. A wonderful, satisfying read, like a delicious meal for the soul between two covers.