The Childhood of Jesus

Editorial reviews

The Childhood of Jesus

The Childhood of Jesus is an indulgent and meandering novel of Big Ideas and sadly little heart.

"The Childhood of Jesus" is compelling — eerie, tautly written — it ultimately falls prey to the emptiness it describes.

At Coetzee's oeuvre's heart, for me (though I'm hardly the first to suggest this), resides what feels like a willed coldness. If morally admirable, it's also often a chilly place in which to dwell.

“The Childhood of Jesus” is as much a work of philosophy as fiction. It’s static, didactic, oracular. The storyteller in Mr. Coetzee has been almost entirely subsumed by the sophist.