Parul Sehgal, Time Out New York, February 16, 2010
Revolution calls itself a memoir, but Deb Olin Unferth’s tale of dropping out of college to join the Sandinista revolution is something altogether stranger and more dazzling: It’s a virtuosic one-woman show. The story itself is simple: High on a potent cocktail of first love, evangelical Christianity and Kierkegaard, Unferth and her boyfriend, George, settle in for a season of shiftlessness in Managua, Nicaragua. They take odd jobs at bicycle shops and orphanages. They fall prey to ill humor and dysentery, reading each other’s diaries and shitting in the street. They grow sour on each other and the revolution.