Dublin Review 67

In this mundane and contemptible existence of mine, there are few moments that fill me with such exhilaration as I feel when, after all the automated announcements have been made, the train creeps from the station and I have not paid the fare.

So begins ‘Tunnel Vision’, the astonishing long essay by Kevin Breathnach in the summer issue of the Dublin Review.  An account of watching a seven hours of footage from a camera mounted at the front of a train crossing Norway grows into an excavation of the dark places of the author’s own psyche, in one of the most remarkable pieces of writing ever published in the magazine.

Also in the summer Dublin Review, Rosita Boland recalls an unsettling encounter with a couple from whom she wished to purchase a bookcase; Kevin Barry‘s story ‘Lothario & Son’ follows a pair of property developers, père et fils, as their personal chaos merges with the mayhem of Dublin by night; Conor Dawson recalls a visit home from his brother, on leave from the French Foreign Legion; David Ralph gets lost on a mountainside; and short stories by Rita Jacob and Alice Jorgensen.