Vidui

There is very little action but a great deal of drama in the last days of a dying man.  We watch him and listen to him as he struggles with his life, his mortality, and his place in the world. (What else matters?) His contemplations are parallel with those of the novel (or the author?) as the book comes into being and apparently at random organizes itself, for the protagonist’s mental activity is both the subject and the form of the novel.  There is no plot but rather the gradual discovery and presentation of the tessitura of a life.