jenks said:I think what i mean is that McEwan and Ishiguro seem to represent a certain strand of British fiction that I find unappealing - it gestures towards the 'big' themes whilst sidling up to something cosy and middlebrow. Maybe I'm being unfair on Bradbury but I do think that when you look at that generation of writers they never came up with the great novel we were led to expect. Despite the slewing of Rushdie on Dissensus i still think Midnight's Children knocks anything either these two guys produced.
I don't think that's simply true of McEwan and Kashiguro but so many other British writers who have little or nothing to do with the Creative Writing programme at UEA (which, to be honest, has been more than a little eclipsed by other universities setting up their own creative writing programmes during the past decade). Many of the writers you refer to - Rushdie, Barnes, McEwan et al - were actually showcased by Bill Buford in the original Best British Novelists issue of Granta back in the early 80s (I think it was). That so few of them actually delivered on their promise is no surprise: they were hyped for marketing purposes and consequently suffered the consequences when their delivery couldn't match the hype. I'd agree with you too about Rushdie: I think he's a great intellect of the novel with a depth and breadth of range that leaves his contemporaries standing. Alas, he's also a great and habitual bore whose prose, I'm genuinely sorry to say, I find unreadable. It's something I regret, but I just can't embrace and enjoy Rushdie's work at all (but perhaps that's just my issue).
Quite whyBritish novelists are incapable to rivalling the work that, say, American novelists are achieving a different question. I don't know if you've any thoughts on that (or if maybe that's a whole other thread it itself)...