Marvellous; its simple lyricism and humaneness accentuate the suffering and sorrow of the black American experience on which it sets its sights, and its movement between characters to successively layer in their respective stories is, well, moving. In her afterword, Morrison faults herself for not giving greater shape to the 'unbeing' at the novel's centre - that is, 11 year old Pecola Breedlove's. But even in its form at it is, The Bluest Eye has both power and grace.
