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The Sense of Nothing to Say,
This review is from: The Sense of an Ending (Paperback)
Limp and anaemic and pointless. No passion or warmth or evidence of love just rejection and resentment. Barnes is a cold fish. And (which I thought was the point) nothing about growing old in terms of the inexorable process and coming to terms. Are we really supposed to blame the subject and his letter for his friend having an affair with the subject's ex girl's mother and so for the (God accursed?) fruit of their loins and his suicide? What sub-Greene tosh. Awful characterisation. Indulgent, trivial and self important. All that's wrong with English literary fiction. Really awful.
And all those sycophantic in-the-Club reviews... And the Booker as a questionable Lifetime's Achievement Award.
There's so much else out there - try James Salter's Light Years to start.
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Initial post: 9 Feb 2013 19:04:55 GMT
Thank you. This puts my thoughts into words, which I was unable to do!
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