"Love was scattered on the winds. It exceeded its targets," writes Rick Moody in this atmospheric but somewhat jaded and pessimistic family story. It involves teenagers fumbling their way towards maturity (can Mikey make it home through the ice storm?), and adults drawn into the `swingers' world in suburbia. It was published in 1994, made into a film in, I believe, the late-1990s, and is set in the 1970s, in Nixon-era America. I vaguely remember seeing the film late one night on TV and enjoying it's sophistication while not caring much about anyone but the younger actors, (in the book, fourteen and thirteen), who seemed badly served by their self-involved parents. Sigourney Weaver, Joan Allen and Kevin Kline starred.
It is a witty, sometimes brilliant book, if occasionally self-conscious in its verbosity, but that's a minor flaw. It is very good with the atmosphere of middle America in an era where some people seem to have learned that there is more to life than marriage with 2.4 children, but not what the cost of attaining that "more" that is somewhere out there could be. It did not quite manage to make me care about the two marriages depicted, both of which seemed doomed. Nevertheless, this is a well written and well-realised novel with some useful and entertaining things to say about life, love, sex and the pursuit of happiness.