Engrossing and unbelievably depressing meditation on the transcient nature of love, belonging and belief. of late there seems to be no-one taking any risks in British fiction, Duncan is one such writer. the tone is abyss black. The subtle beautiful shades of the start of a wonderful relationship, balanced by tortous passages of enforced masochism. It's the kind of book you spill tears and tea over late at night.The prose is spare yet seethes with frustrated anger at the randomness and amorphous nature of modern living. The plot is simple, man and woman fall in love, their relationship torn apart by an act out of their control. Yet even with such a thin premise Duncan manages to skewer emotions out of the reader, a raw talent hinted at in his debut "Hope" but fully realised here. "Love Remains" is closer in spirit to US writing, particularly AM Homes's "Music for Torching," another masterpiece of distopian relationships due in paperback in July. As british fiction becomes homogenised by the likes of de bernieres, faulks and garland, writers like Duncan become increasingly important to celebrate. One of the best british novels of the year, its nearest rival is published in June "Newton's Cradle" by Chris Paling also having the guts to play to a different beat to the staid and stagnent world of British literature.
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