A review by cherylsarnoski
The Street of Crocodiles and Other Stories by Bruno Schulz

3.0

I found this book unwieldy. The metaphors, the visions were beautiful, but so big, so superfluous. Giant words that just dropped in there, kerplunk, kerplunk that just choked the flow. I had an impossible time finding the story, impossible time sinking into it. Every page I read begrudgingly, wondering where was the meat. I wanted to love this. I kept coming to every story hopeful just to feel let down. Maybe it was me, maybe it was this translation.