In my opinion, many of the other reviews of this book that have been posted here seem surprisingly harsh. Whilst not being the fascinatingly insightful read I had hoped for upon picking it up, this novel is not quite entirely awful. But it is not a truly amazing work either.
As so many have posted the details and the plot of synopsis, I'll simply skip forward to what I think of the book. Whilst it's short, fractured style makes it initially a difficult book to get into, it rewards patience, and by the halfway mark I was excitedly looking for any opportunity to pick the book up and find out what happens next. The murky setting and grim subject matter, highlighted by instances of gratuitous and morbid violence, do not detract from the novel, but rather aid in creating a dark, visceral atmosphere, something which is also a result of filling a novel with such unlikeable characters.
However, the style of the novel makes it difficult to get a handle on who the characters truly are, and I found myself wishing at many points that greater pains had been taken in developing those who populate the story. The story and overall mood, whilst eventually enveloping, is strangely flat and oppressive, with nary a light note to punctuate the slow, gradual slide into darkness that the sparse, broken narrative provides. The ending is also a problem - though it may be unpredictable, the sudden jump from grimy London to the harsh Outback is too quick, and is so jarring that the novel suffers as a whole, although once the tone settles, it becomes as eery and disconcerting as what came before.
In conclusion, this is merely a good novel, missing many of the elements that could have made it great, but not entirely bereft of redeeming features. Also, for anyone with a light constitution who is drawn in by the Richard and Judy endorsement, be warned, for the material is often quite graphic.