Sabrina

To say, as Zadie Smith has, that Sabrina is "the best book I have read about our current moment" makes our current moment seem quite grim. (Understandably.) A story of random murder, conspiracy theory, and grief, it's told in muted drawings that nonetheless carry great emotion. The characters' bodies (and their hairstyles and postures) are formless, affectless, sexless, and they seem able to communicate only in rote dialogue and flashes of anger, but there is a tenderness and deeply muffled fellow-feeling to it all that makes the dread both more terrible and almost bearable.