Anna Benz, an American in her late thirties, lives with her Swiss husband Bruno and their three young children in a postcard-perfect suburb of Zürich. Though she leads a comfortable, well-appointed life, Anna is falling apart inside. Adrift and increasingly unable to connect with the emotionally unavailable Bruno or even with her own thoughts and feelings, Anna tries to rouse herself with new experiences: German language classes, Jungian analysis, and a series of sexual affairs she enters into with an ease that surprises even her. Tensions escalate, and her lies start to spin out of control.
I was expecting to have a lot of sympathy for the main character. Moving to an area where you know no one and raising small children is tough. I've done it. Yet Anna kept making bad choice after bad choice and ultimately she didn't really try to make a life for herself.
