Above below blue heads thistles. Somebody singing something. I don't care: it's not even
pretty. The song is sad and old so old. Written immediately before her acclaimed Notebook
trilogy and selected by Ágota Kristóf herself I Don't Care presents the Hungarian master at
the height of her game. Harrowing yet delightfully whimsical these short fictions oscillate
between parables surrealist anecdotes and stories animated by a realism stripped to the bone.
In Kristóf's world cruelty abounds but in a way that shifts the reader's gaze to aspects of
our shared reality past and present that one would not want to be without. The themes of
exile and existential alienation are undeniable - as is the force of every sentence making for
extraordinary and essential reading that surprises at every turn.
