I really liked this novel! A lot of what people say about Icelanders I assume comes from this caricature of an independent-minded (or uncompromisingly stupid) homesteader. There is sheep and starvation, bathetic death, ambitions ruined over and over while the 20th century grinds on around our hero. 600 pages. Did I say sheep? There's a lot of sheep. Pages of chasing them, eating them, buying them, driving them around. If that doesn't sell it to you I don't know what will.
