Just about halfway through: Reads fast & horrifying. I'm not sure how I feel about Whitehead's parade of horribles - and yes, slavery was an unrelenting parade of horribles. But condensing every terrible thing white Americans have enacted upon black bodies into some kind of greatest hits album, skimming on the surface and dancing lightly over body horror - I'm not sure what purpose that serves. Only halfway through. Will update when done. 
 Update: Yeah, this was just okay. It was a quick read. I didn't feel any thrill of redemption reading this - and I don't mean redemption for the characters. I don't care about the characters being redeemed, but I care about them feeling alive. Cora moved through states and people like a buoy propelled upon the waves, interspersed with sudden moments of vicious violence. There was no driving force or life in her, no joy or thrill. She survives passively most of the time, and mostly out of spite.