Hey, Zoey
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- 139,00 kr
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A provocative, tender and darkly funny novel that explores the painful truths of modern-day connection, and all the complicated and unexpected forms that love can take in a lifetime.
'Inventive astute and funny' Observer
'As rip-roaring as it is thought provoking' i
'A love triangle, but with a twist' Guardian
'Highly original, deeply moving, simultaneously delicate yet hard hitting' Claire Kilroy
'Funny and dark. Tender and tough. Uncanny and relatable' Erin Kelly
Imagine discovering an animatronic sex doll hidden in the garage. What would you do?
Dolores initially does nothing. She assumes the doll belongs to her husband, David, and their relationship is already strained. They're not young, they're not old; they have no children, they keep up with the markers of being middle class and Dolores is well versed in keeping men's secrets.
But then, Dolores and Zoey start to talk ...What surfaces runs deeper than Dolores could have ever expected, with consequences for all of the relationships in her life, especially her relationship to herself.
Hey, Zoey is a propulsive story of love, family, and trauma in our tech-buffered age of alienation, as strange as it is familiar.
'Brilliant, provocative, and darkly funny' Sarah Dunn
'Unique, refreshing and revelatory ... Reads the zeitgeist perfectly' Helen Cullen
'A singular writer with her own style and conviction' Irish Times
'It makes you think, and it makes you feel' Lesley Glaister
'The beauty of its prose keeps ... Keeps the reader gripped' Irish Independent
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In Crossan's offbeat latest (after Where the Heart Should Be), a middle-aged woman finds her husband's AI sex doll in their garage. Unsure what to think, Dolores puts the doll back in its nylon bag and waits to confront her husband, David. Through fragmentary flashbacks to Dolores's childhood, the reader gathers something painful happened when she was young. When Dolores eventually reveals to David that she knows about the doll, he informs her that its name is Zoey and promptly moves out ("I think I'd rather split up than have to talk about it," he tells Dolores, leaving Zoey behind). Afterward, Dolores brings Zoey inside the house and replaces the sexy outfits David dressed her up in with more tasteful attire. Over the course of their conversations (once Zoey is charged, she listens to and remembers what Dolores tells her), Dolores is shocked at Zoey's high level of intelligence and knowledge, and struck by how much users of the technology miss out on by treating them only as sex dolls. There are lighthearted moments, including movie nights with Zoey, and heavy ones, as Dolores's connection to the doll eventually leads her to fill in the gaps in her childhood memories. Readers will enjoy this astute page-turner.
