I am not a huge reader of fiction, and when I do I tend towards less violent fare, but I picked up this book, meaning to read a chapter before bed, and ended up staying up all night to finish it. The unnamed protagonist is both brutal and brutalised by his circumstances and the expecations of the codes of masculinity in which he is brought up, especally by his grandfather.
I will not discuss the narrative further, as I leave the discovery of its many great qualities to the reader, I will mention the issue of the violence within the story, the book is not for everyone; but I truly believe that unlike so much of modern culture, the violence is an integral part of the milleu that the dog fighter inhabits.
In short, the book succeeds both as an evocation of a time both specific and universal, whilst also llustating the dangers of a particular type of masculinity. This first effort by the author makes me hungry for his next work. In short a fine book by a promising artist.