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Capital Hardcover – 1 Mar. 2012
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Pepys Road: an ordinary street in the Capital. Each house has seen its fair share of first steps and last breaths, and plenty of laughter in between. Today, through each letterbox along this ordinary street drops a card with a simple message: We Want What You Have.
At forty, Roger Yount is blessed with an expensively groomed wife, two small sons and a powerful job in the City. An annual bonus of a million might seem excessive, but with second homes and nannies to maintain, he's not sure he can get by without it. Elsewhere in the Capital, Zbigniew has come from Warsaw to indulge the super-rich in their interior decoration whims. Freddy Kano, teenage football sensation, has left a two-room shack in Senegal to follow his dream. Traffic warden Quentina has exchanged the violence of the police in Zimbabwe for the violence of the enraged middle classes. For them all, this city offers the chance of a different kind of life.
Capital is a post-crash state-of-the nation novel told with compassion and humour, featuring a cast of characters that you will be sad to leave behind.
- Print length592 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherFaber and Faber
- Publication date1 Mar. 2012
- Dimensions16.1 x 4 x 24 cm
- ISBN-100571234607
- ISBN-13978-0571234608
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'Brimming with perception, humane empathy and relish, its portrayal of this metropolitan miscellany is, in every sense, a capital achievement.' --Peter Kemp, Sunday Times
'John Lanchester's pacy novel Capital perfectly captures the zeitgeist of London on the cusp of the crash and after the mad house prices, the egregious bankers and their wives, the Polish builders, Zimbabwean parking attendants, vapid conceptual artists and wannabe jihadis.' --Andrew Neather, The Standard, Books of the Year
'John Lanchester packed a city's worth of modern archetypes - bankers to builders to asylum-seekers - into the single gentrified street of Capital: a metropolitan meltdown saga.' --Boyd Tonkin, The Independent, Books of the Year
'Why was John Lanchester's Capital not Booker-listed? It is a splendidly capacious novel that subsumes London life of today into a single street and the fates of its residents over a year or so, their diversity nicely reflecting the cosmopolitan city ... A dozen different stories, all equally persuasive and absorbing.' --Penelope Lively, The Spectator Books of the Year
'Unfurling a lively social panorama of London as the economic meltdown begins, Lanchester takes you (with a keen expansiveness and eye for telling detail reminiscent of 19th-century condition-of-England novels) into the minds and circumstances of a colourful diversity of characters ... Smartly informed about both money and the metropolis, Capital is suavely satiric and warmly humane.' --Peter Kemp, Sunday Times Books of the Year
'John Lanchester has spun a complex and gripping tale of London life, a pre-crash portrait of greed and fear and money ... His characters are richly and sympathetically drawn ... He handles their disparate story lines with immense skill. There is, too, a rich seam of wit running throughout the book which makes it a treat to read, despite its serious intentions.' --Antonia Senior, The Times Book of the Week
'John Lanchester's pacy novel Capital perfectly captures the zeitgeist of London on the cusp of the crash and after the mad house prices, the egregious bankers and their wives, the Polish builders, Zimbabwean parking attendants, vapid conceptual artists and wannabe jihadis.' --Andrew Neather, The Standard, Books of the Year
'John Lanchester packed a city's worth of modern archetypes - bankers to builders to asylum-seekers - into the single gentrified street of Capital: a metropolitan meltdown saga.' --Boyd Tonkin, The Independent, Books of the Year
John Lanchester has spun a complex and gripping tale of London life, a pre-crash portrait of greed and fear and money ... His characters are richly and sympathetically drawn ... He handles their disparate story lines with immense skill. There is, too, a rich seam of wit running throughout the book which makes it a treat to read, despite its serious intentions. --Antonia Senior, The Times Book of the Week
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- Publisher : Faber and Faber; 1st Edition 2nd Printing (1 Mar. 2012)
- Language : English
- Hardcover : 592 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0571234607
- ISBN-13 : 978-0571234608
- Dimensions : 16.1 x 4 x 24 cm
- Best Sellers Rank: 883,284 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- 4,007 in Political Fiction (Books)
- 40,209 in Humorous Fiction
- 76,012 in Literary Fiction (Books)
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John Lanchester is the author of the novels The Debt to Pleasure, Mr. Phillips, and Fragrant Harbor; and a memoir, Family Romance. He is a contributing editor at the London Review of Books and his work has appeared in The New York Times, The New Yorker, The Observer, and The Daily Telegraph, among others. Among several other prizes, including the Whitbread and Hawthornden Awards, Lanchester was awarded the 2008 E.M. Forster Award by the American Academy of Arts and Letters. He lives in London.
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Centred around the fictional Pepys Road, its largely upper middle class inhabitants and their builders, nannies and public servants, Capital features an enormous ensemble cast. Their experiences of the financial crisis sometimes intersect, but largely play out in parallel. Lanchester is a keen observer of human nature, and Capital is generously sprinkled with insights and meditations on modern life. Spread so thinly between so many characters, however, the book struggles to build up much narrative momentum behind any one of its protagonists. The characters themselves are broad-brush archetypes; from Roger, the materialistic public-school trader and Patricia, the isolated old lady out of touch with modernity, to Quentina the political refugee and Shahid the wannabe-jihadist, none of Capital's cast stray too far from cliche. Insofar as there are any, their plot arcs trace familiar paths. It is clear than Lanchester sees London itself as his principal character; the actual human players in his book feel like ciphers through which to view the city, rather than its flesh-and-blood inhabitants.
What concessions there are to narrative drive and character development fall rather flat. The mystery of the 'We Want What You Have' postcards - set up in the prologue and a thread which runs throughout the novel - is a gimmick, with little thematic resonance or impact on the overarching narrative. Its eventual resolution feels weirdly irrelevant. The individual characters fair little better. Zbigniew, one of the more well-realised of Lanchester's cast, is given a tacked-on morality tale about a stolen suitcase of money at the end of his plot thread. Other characters suffer dismal fates, without really seeming to learn anything from the experience, or to have done anything to deserve them. Lanchester's message seems to be than individual aspirations count for little in the face of Kafkaesque bureaucracy and the larger forces of history. Yet this is a gloomy message to have repeated so often in Capital's closing section, and does nothing to alleviate the creeping ennui which I found setting in as I progressed through the book.
Furthermore, it is not only its structural problems which keep the reader distanced from its' characters plights. Lanchester is a capable writer, writing with crisp precision and an eye for illuminating detail. Yet his prose is austere and rather journalistic, with a preference for description over action or dialogue. The result is that sections of the novel feel like biography rather than a work of fiction. One of Capital's themes is that much of people's behaviour, however infuriating or bizarre it may appear to outsiders, is understandable when considered from their point of view. Lanchester delights in having his characters conflict, viewing one's outrage before switching to the POV of the other and detailing why they acted as they did. Yet to do so requires continual expansion of the cast, further diluting the novel's forward momentum. In one particularly egregious example, Quentina's deportation case is brought to court. An entire chapter is given over to a potted backstory of one judge, only for another to pick up Quentina's file and rule against her. The implication is that, had the case been brought before the judge introduced in the chapter - who is never heard from again - the outcome would have been different. Yet the point is banal, and such bloat is not unusual. Compounding the problem is that, for all their disparate backgrounds, Capital's characters lack distinct voices. Lanchester makes little effort to hide the fact that his characters' thoughts are his, and as a consequence, most come across as philosophical and melancholy.
Overall, Capital is a frustrating read. Lanchester is clearly a talented wordsmith with a razor-sharp insight into the small frustrations, joys and absurdities of modern life. He succeeds in capturing not only London's glorious complexities but a handful of pitch-perfect, small yet life-changing moments; Roger's miserable Christmas alone with his children, and Patricia's consultation with an impatient neurologist, are moments of understated brilliance. Yet one cannot escape the feeling, reading Capital, that this is a book written with an eye for posterity. So much here will be quotidian, even cliche, to modern readers that, combined with the novel's reserved style and total lack of tension or mystery, it becomes an ordeal to finish.
The book has a large number of characters and perhaps inevitably each reader will find different individuals more sympathetic or interesting than others. It can occasionally be slightly difficult to follow, particularly nearer the beginning when the characters are being established, as the book switches very quickly between them and I sometimes found the short chapters frustrating if they focussed on a character that I found more appealing.Probably the worst realised character in the book is Arabella, Roger's wife, who seems very stereotyped and veers dangerously towards a WAG caricature when it seems to me that in real life she would have more class and depth than this. (How anyone could be happy leading such a direction less, materialistic,shallow life amazes me but then it takes all sorts..).
It does in some ways read like a series of short stories rather than a novel as there is no connection between many of the characters other than their residency of, or work in, a particular street during a particular time period.One or two of the characters' stories are not resolved at the end of the book (Quentina the traffic warden especially springs to mind here) and leaving them almost hanging in mid-air is frustrating for the reader.
All that being said, this novel kept me reading fairly avidly through what is not a short book. It is well written, entertaining and enjoyable and its title is very apt as it very much describes London life which is very different from life outside the capital.





