" Everything about this book -- Kingsolver and her reputation, the 500+ page weightiness of the novel, the epic scope of the narrative and the vast research involved, etc. -- suggests the "great American novel." For whatever reason, though, The Lacuna didn't capture my imagination as I thought it would, and I ended up feeling my interest in the novel was as discontinuous as its narrative form (and typically I'm a sucker for the epistolary/diary-like format that predominates in this one). It may be because my attention wavered too much over a rather protracted reading period, or it may be that in Kingsolver's historical fiction the former term seems to dominate the latter so much that I never quite warmed to Harrison Shepherd the way I should have in a novel with this kind of density. Still, the scenes in Mexico resonate and the novel's preoccupations communicate interestingly with our post-9/11 political landscape and our current immigration debates, and I sense that if I read the novel again in other circumstances it all might come up differently. "
— Eric, 2/19/2014