The Coldest Place on Earth
Liam McIlvanney: Colm Tóibín’s ‘Brooklyn’, 25 June 2009
“... Tóibín gives us a four-page ballad of Ebbets Field. There is no need, he suggests, for a ball game to signify everything. His game of baseball is not a Cold War allegory. It doesn’t purport to teach us that ‘everything is connected’. It’s a game of baseball. By not forcing its significance, Tóibín lets that significance emerge. The ... ”