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Recently finished:
Arundhati Roy - "God of small things", Rohinton Mistry - "A fine balance", James Kelman - "Greyhound for breakfast", Michel Houellebecq - "Platform", Mick Foley - "Tietam brown"
Halfway through:
Sexual life of Catherine M, "Introducing Eastern Philosophy", "A short history of south-east asia", The Economist Pocket Asia, "The new rich in Asia", "Understanding Asian Consumer Behaviour"
Waiting to start:
Rabindranath Tagore - "Omnibus 1", "The Cambridge History of South-East Asia", Arundhati Roy - "The algebra of infinite justice", Vikram Seth - "An equal music", Jonathan Safran Foer - "Everything is illuminated"
Thoughts, in order of quality with the poo first.
"Platform" is really appallingly bad. Where "Atomised" was stunningly insightful and rich in thought-provoking detail, this old european white male petulance at its worst. Avoid.
"Sexual life of Catherine M". Am halfway through and don't really have any intention of finishing it. I just got bored of the sex, frankly. I mean most people's sex lives are repetitive, and I suppose it's an interesting exercise to confront the reader with it, but no. I'd have liked it more if she'd moved on after the first two chapters and gone a bit more meta, but as it stands it just can't hold interest...
"Greyhound for breakfast" is Kelman short stories. I love his writing in "how late it was, how late" but this isn't nearly of the same calibre. Some of the stories have that kind of piercingly human quality that he has when he's good, but some of them descend into horrible smugness. I think he's a much smarter man than me, and am not sure what he's getting at half the time, but the overall effect can be quite irritating.
Tietam Brown is cool. It's exactly what you'd expect Foley to write, and none the worse for it.
Rohinton Mistry is pretty fucking fantastic. I'd be raving about it more if I wasn't too busy being mad at myself for not reading Arundhati Roy earlier. It's basically a story about four people in Bombay in teh 70s, during the Emergency. But yeah, immensely powerful, stories that really suck you in and characters that you're biting your nails for. Biting your nails cos this guy is vicious. Everybody gets shat on, and badly. He teases you along until you really care about somebody and then the stuff that happens to them is far worse than you expect, even though you know it's going to be bad. Incredible book, but not one for anyone feeling depressed about the cold unfeeling state of the world, or for anyone teetering on the brink of poverty...
God of Small Things is easily one of the best books I've ever read. My god is this good. I'm sure you've all read it already, and there are millions of reviews around. But it is sooooo good. Writing with so much depth and personality that everything else I've read recently seems really flat and shallow in comparison. |
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