This wonderfully long and detailed biography certainly makes Amis come alive; for the week or so it takes to read it, you almost feel you are living his life over again, so brilliantly is it written and so carefully researched. The story of the life of Kingsley Amis, the author of 'Lucky Jim'and many other very popular books of the 1950s to 80s, is often hilarious, quite sexy (he had a way with women), and at the same time embarrassing (he was so outspoken, even when you agree with his views). Amis was left-wing as a student and young man, drifting inexoraby to the right as he grew older and ending up downright bigoted. He also drank like a fish; the reader has the satisfaction of feeling his own excesses are nothing compared to this, and after all Amis was a success in life despite quite literally carrying his own bar with him if he was going anywhere where a drink would not be readily to hand (like the cinema, for example). He discarded two wonderful wives, that any sensible man would have done anything to gain and to keep (it is never really clear why this happened, an enigma that will never be fully resolved) along with a fellowship at Cambridge that might seem ideal to an aspiring intellectual and author. He was afraid of the dark, and especially of being alone. He went from being slim, handsome and promiscuous (so much so that his first wife was moved to write in lipstick on his bare back, as he lay asleep on the beach, 'I f*** anything'), to being fat, lazy and impotent while still at quite a young age.
There must be a lesson here for all of us, especially those of us who have enjoyed his books (when you read this account of his life, you can see where all the stories came from), if only we can work out what it is. It certainly makes you think (and laugh).