A romance about growing up in the suburbs and finding you don't really know who you are. A guide to dumping unsuitable women through nihilism. A character study of indolent young males. A whodunwhat populated by a series of people less intelligent than they think they are. KEBABS. BROMLEY. ERRANT PUNCTUATION.
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By bittelsworth
Dec 13, 2009
As a Kentish man living abroad, this book did a great job of transporting me back to suburban evening hell-hole that I spent too much time in. The kebabs, the chavs in Ralph Lauren shirts and the general grayness are all there. There is an easy to follow plot with a few predictable twists but I believe that this is not the purpose of the book. Its purpose, and what the author does quite well, is to capture the life of a twenty something male living around a minor town center with no direction in life. It could have been sent at anytime in the last 30 years; add an Xbox 360 and it would be set now or add a Sega master systems and I would be the late eighties. I wish I could say this is a good thing but I believe it has more to do with British life than anything else. Though overall I enjoyed the book, it did have some general weakness. Some of more extreme minor characters (i.e. the boxer) were not very believable, whether this was on purpose by the author I do not know. Also the... More > author makes mention to several philosophical greats without even some simple antidotal insight about them. I believe that both these problems could be solved with a good edit.< Less
