I’m rarely one for magical realism, so I’m surprised by how much I loved this book. I think because it was so unapologetically dark, because its characters and their conflicts were so real, I never found it silly.
When Eli Roebuck is a young boy, his mother walks off with a Sasquatch named Mr. Krantz and never comes back. What follows is a series of vignettes, often skipping years at a time, that chronicle Eli’s entire life. His obsession with finding Mr. Krantz affects everyone around him—and they, too, face their own monsters and demons.
Certain chapters read like dark fairytales or parables, focusing on different people close to Eli: his first and second wives, his daughters, and even (most interestingly) his mother and Mr. Krantz, who live together happily in the woods for decades.
At times funny and clever, disturbing and sad, this is a deeply weird and haunting book about a dysfunctional family that’s surprisingly very moving.