I basically love every word Pico Iyer has ever written.? His travel narrative is incredible ? illustrating universal truths with impeccable detail plucked from a morass of conflicting information in the countries and places he visits.
So it is with The Man Within My Head.? The only thing I don?t like is the title ? a bit creepy for my taste, though I get the concept.? The Man is both 20th century author Graham Greene and Pico?s father, as the illustration on the cover reflects.? Graham?s tortured soul / constant low level confusion shows through in his photo, while a perhaps 3-year-old Pico sits observing all from the safety of his father?s lap, today?s Pico being a nearly exact replica of his father.
This is Pico?s most personal book by far ? and yet he remains elusive, while we pick out the telling details.?? His writing, his stories, the weaving together of himself with his subjects. ?Immersion in Pico?s world is as relaxing and powerful as meditation.