Review
Take a group of people, shake them up, pair them off. Watch them pass away their youth, dreaming big and getting by. Before you know it, the years have found them hitting 30 and going nowhere fast. In the beginning there was Tom. Then there was Murray and later Karen. Tom and Karen got together and Murray slipped in and out of their lives and the widening circle of friends. He leads them into anarchic escapades, having 'Murray fun'. But who is Murray? And where has he been for the last ten years? That's what all his old friends want to know as he makes a typically dramatic reappearance at the launch of Freya's hat shop. Before long he is working his unique charm, using his chameleon-like charisma to flatter and engage. The years have not been kind to the group - Tom and Karen have split; Karen has 'grown up' with a fast-track job that has left Tom behind. Tariq's ailing IT business has led him to remortgage the family home. Ami's flawless beauty makes everyone thinks she's someone famous - but not as herself. Murray reappears like a stone thrown into a pool, and soon they find their lives changing, as his subtle manipulations begin to take effect. And it's not just the humans who feel the difference - even the pigeons are wising up to a new awareness and with consciousness comes war. The War of the Pigeons, who now observe the human dramas unfolding below them, in the heaving metropolis that is London. And occasionally participate in them themselves. When your life's going nowhere rapidly, what else can you do, but rob a bank? As one pigeon observes, 'everybirdy wants to follow' - but where will Murray lead them? Appearances are deceptive and Murray may not be all he seems to be. Patrick Neate won the 2001 Whitbread Prize with Twelve Bar Blues, and his clever urbanity perfectly captures the cornucopian confusion of modern life. Full of devastating observations on our many-faceted, multicultural society, this perceptive reflection of our society is another comic triumph. (Kirkus UK)
Waugh's Vile Bodies is invaded by Hitchcock's The Birds: a bizarre fantasy about the high-jinks of a group of Bright Young Things moving through a fashionable London demimonde. "The thing about Murray," we're told, "is, he's like, a sprite or a goblin . . . . He's a social terrorist." What's so special about him? Well, he hasn't a last name, for one thing, and nobody is quite sure what race he is, either. Plus, he eats nothing but chicken. He has lived in an ashram in India, worked as a strip-club bouncer in Bangkok, smuggled drugs across the border (don't ask how), and peeled potatoes in restaurants across the globe. He ended up for a while in a third-rate university in London, where he met Tom Dare at Mass one Sunday. Tom's girlfriend, Karen, works for the Mayor's office, and she eventually goes to bed with Murray. So, too, does Emma, the wife of Murray's friend Tariq Khan. But Murray is not just a philanderer. When Tariq's computer-software firm starts to tank in the aftermath of the dot-com bust, Murray organizes a scheme to raise enough money to keep Emma and Tariq from losing their home. It's not exactly legal, and it goes very badly out of control in the end, but it shows where his heart is. The bond between Murray and his friends becomes even stronger, in fact, when the city is struck with a strange and deadly phenomenon: Flocks of killer pigeons attacking people on the streets. First, Murray's friend Freya has her ear bitten, then another friend has part of his nose pecked off. Soon the entire city is in a panic and the authorities are warning people to stay indoors. What's going on? Would it surprise you to learn that, somehow, Murray is involved? Amusing, and just credible enough to be read straight, but Neate's (Twelve Bar Blues, 2002, etc.) third novel is too far-fetched to be swallowed whole. (Kirkus Reviews)
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A gang of London twentysomethings are facing up to the disappointments of adulthood. The hat maker can't sell her hats, the dot.com whizz kid's gone bust, the TV personality's continually stopped in the street, mistaken for someone else. As for the poet? It's all too embarrassing. Meanwhile, London's pigeons are at war. They're not sure what they're fighting about. It could be politics or personality or territory or religion. Whatever. But it's definitely got something to do with the appearance of a bloke called Murray...THE LONDON PIGEON WARS is a hilarious satire-cum-thriller about ambition and failure, materialism and morality, mirrors as windows - and pigeons with a taste for blood.
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