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El Hombre Invisible
After reading Saturday I have lost all patience with McEwan. So safely and cloyingly middle class, middle brow, middle of the road, boring. The guys kids just happen to be an amazing blues guitarist and a talented poet living in Paris?!! Everyone in his book is a doctor or a poet eating picnics of mozzarella, olives and other choice organic foodstuffs.
Gets universal props because he is so safe - the upper-tier Costa Del Sol massive can pick him up from the airport whilst the people who think they are proper intellectuals and literature lovers can read him safely cos he is endorsed in all the broadsheets. He is somehow blockbustery and intellectually safe. He is fast approaching national treasure status.
I don't read contemporary literature, except for Ballard and Cormac McCarthy. Something about seeing the Potter books everywhere (being read by adults!), that Smith bird and the other supposedly fantastic writers makes me... Probably because I'm a reactionary prole who hasn't yet been published (fiction-wise...non-fiction, I have) and will be schmoozing with them as soon as I am... But do you think they'd speak to a poorly educated idiot like me? If so, how would they come to terms with my failure to worship The Great American Novelists?
I'd rather read 'This Man Is Dangerous' and imagine Lemmy somehow walking off the page and into Alphaville later...that or 'Lady Don't Fall Backwards'...