The time-line in Alice Falling runs from Ireland in the mid 1970s to, one has to guess, the mid 1990s. There are three women in the story, all young girls at the start of the book, and each falls prey to Paddy Lynch. Paddy is a brute and a monster, but he is rich, rising with the development of the computer, which he is into at the start, giving him houses, cars and a yacht. Paddy doesn't bother cultivating friends, money is his god. Alice, his wife, has a history of victimhood, and so do his other women, Nora and Sandy, particularly Sandy whom he brutalises with frequent attacks and worse. The novel follows the fate of the three women at Paddy's hands and it is not a pretty story.
The writing is what saves this unlovely novel from being unreadable. Wall's prose is vivid, angry, passionate and lyrical. It is also violent and sometimes driven, it feels, by the desire to shock. There are frequent sexual references and this novel is not for anyone who is easily offended. Yet it is not an obscene novel by any means - the sex is not so much graphic as degrading. Its main failure is a concentration on an idea that victimhood is a way of life, that the women cannot help themselves and that the men are, almost universally, incapable of redemption. The one exception is John, a Philosophy student who has been picked up by Alice on a night out. But Alice is drawn to transgression and was early inducted by a parish priest. There is no hope for Alice and none for the rest either. Almost perverse in its down-beat trajectory, this is a far from comfortable read with an explosively shocking ending.