Number 36- Cat Lover- Dan Spencer

No prizes to regular readers of this blog as to why I bought this book. Anything with a cute kitty on the cover :) 

Also it sounded more than a little intriguing. From the blurb, a woman living alone with her cat suddenly brings a man into the house.  The cat is not happy and plans to get rid of the intruder.

From the book itself, the spirit of a dead ex boyfriend sort of possesses the cat but doesn't have complete control.  He does indeed want to get rid of the new man in his woman's life, but, being a cat, can't actually do much about it. 

This is an interesting book. The concept is novel and the prose is just off kilter enough to still be readable and weird at the same time.

There are some odd narrative choices.  The switch to first person in the cat chapters in the third act was jarring and made very little sense till nearly the end.

I'm not 100% sure I liked it.  I kind of did, but it didn't quite deliver on the promise of the plot description.  It took itself entirely seriously whilst I was expecting some type of black comedy. 

I did like the prose. Clarity was not always the strong point though.  Once again in this book I found myself rereading passages, but mainly to try to work out what had just happened this time around. The ending was a bit of an anticlimax. 

Would I read a Dan Spencer novel again if he writes another?  Probably out of morbid curiosity, but it wouldn't be top of the TBR pile.

Number 35- Thornhedge- T Kingfisher

 

I read a Kingfisher novel last year and thought it was fairly good.  Enough to encourage me to read another.  This one has raised the bar considerably. Thanks to this one, she is now in my must read and collect everything she's written list of authors.

This is a dark take on a traditional fairytale. A princess sleeps in a tower and has done for hundreds of years.  When a handsome prince arrives on a quest to find the castle, now hidden behind a huge hedge of thorns as large as swords, will the curse be lifted? Not if Toadling, the changeling spirit guardian of the tower has anything to do with it.

This is of course Sleeping Beauty with a twist.  The princess should not under any circumstance be woken, she's the bad guy this time around and the sleeping curse is there to contain her.

Kingfisher truly excels in this book.  I raced through it in a day.  It's gorgeously well written and there were passages I read multiple times because of the lushness of her language.

Toadling is a fabulous creation, an utterly original character with a bizarre set of abilities which may or may not be able to help her with her assigned task.

I don't think I could have loved this book more. Kingfisher is attending an event at my local Waterstones in the very near future.  I foresee a spending spree after payday for that one.

Number 34 - Sweet tooth the Return- Jeff Lemire

 

Given the ending of the original Sweet Tooth series, I was surprised to discover that there was a sequel.

I really enjoyed this despite the fact that the premise directly contradicts the ending of the original series.

Lemire manages to not just replicate the beats from the original series, and gives us something new and original with the characters.  For that I'll let him off with the fact that the entire situation is impossible inside his own universe that he created.

The artwork is an improvement on the first books and Lemire's writing is every bit as convoluted and unpredictable as I've come to expect.  It might be a cash in on the Sweet Tooth name, but it's a good one.  

Number 33- Fahrenheit 451- Ray Bradbury

 

Quite simply I think this is one of the most important and prescient novels of the 20th Century. This isn't the copy that I read, but it is one of the four editions I own of this book. It's somewhat fragile these days (it is more than 70 years old after all)

It's the not too distant future and ignorance is king. Entertainment is delivered through wall sized interactive tv screens. Independent thought is highly discouraged and reading is banned.

Montag is a fireman. His job is to burn books when they are found in people's houses. He enjoys it. But what if he was to pick up a book himself and take it home?

From the first iconic line- "It was a pleasure to Burn"- onwards, this is a poetic and urgent plea against the dangers of ignorance, against the deliberate dumbing down of society.  I don't think this book has ever been more topical.

It's not a perfect novel. The timeframe seems a little off.  No one remembers when firemen were the people that stopped houses from burning, yet one of the characters at least used to teach literature in his dim and distant past. The dialogue is not always convincing. Most people in the book will monologue in very similar voices.

However, despite these flaws this is an essential novel and one I've read probably a dozen times now and it gets more scary every time I read it.  It's the only constant fixture in the 10 to 15 books or so that form my top 3 of all time.

 I find Bradbury's prose to be magical.  he's on top form in this book, and the writing manages that rare trick of combining beauty with a great story. The monologues that the characters come out with might all sound like the same voice, but they're telling us truths about the importance of literature.  He quite rightly points out that even with books, the evils of society exist, but points out that books and reading provide a level of protection that we can't afford to lose. 

There is power in his writing, and the mechanical house still haunts my nightmares as one of the most terrifying monsters ever committed to paper. The closing chapters manage to ratchet the tension to almost unbearable levels.

This is a book I believe everyone should read. So go out and read it. Or stay in and read it. But read it.

Spoiler

True story regarding this book

There was one day I was reading it, sitting in my 18th floor flat overlooking Manchester city centre.  I was close to the end, the section where the bombers fly over and release their payloads. Bradbury describes the collapse of the city. The next line of the book is "The sound of its death came after".  The second I read that line, there was an almighty bang, an explosion, and my windows rattled.  The first thought that went through my head was 'fuck me, this edition's got sound effects'.  I looked up and there was a plume of smoke rising over the city centre.  It was the day the IRA blew up Manchester and destroyed the Arndale centre.

Number 32- the Blunderer- Patricia Highsmith

 

Another reread from my teenage years. I wanted to be really clever and use the following plot description which you may recognise from my review for Wilt (indeed I would only have needed to change one letter. 

"Walt dreams of killing his overbearing wife.  When she goes away on an unscheduled trip, he fakes her death.  Unfortunately. she fails to return from said trip, and the police get involved."

Unfortunately, I picked the wrong Highsmith book.  The one where the lead character stages his wife's murder on the day she disappears for real is A Suspension of Mercy. So much for my mini themed read of the same storyline with vastly different treatment.

 

The Blunderer is a similar story of a man suspected of his wife's murder, but has a very different central plotline and no resemblance to the plot of Wilt in the slightest.

The book opens with a surprisingly brutal murder by Highsmith's standards, where a man follows the Greyhound bus his wife is riding, drags her off into the nearby bushes and beats her to death. 

Walt is going through marriage difficulties. They no longer love each other.  She has grown paranoid and suicidal. He has ceased to care about her. when he reads in the papers about the murder from the opening chapter, he follows the bus his wife was on with dreams of committing a copycat crime.  He's seen by several people at the rest stop, and drives home again. When his wife's battered body is found at the bottom of the cliff nearby, his lies to the police about his actions that night throw serious doubt on his innocence. When he crosses paths with the murderer from the book's opening, things get progressively worse.

One of the reviews on my copy of this book says "Highsmith writes about men like a spider writing about flies" and I can't think of a better description.

If you like characters who plan carefully and don't make mistakes, this is not the book for you.  The title should be a clue. Walt makes mistake after mistake.  He digs himself deeper and deeper into a world of pain. It's almost impossible to keep sympathy with him, but his story is compelling. The brutal cop chasing after both Walt and the murderer from the first chapter is more of a villain than the murderer. 

This is a chilling psychological thriller and one of my favourite of her books.  

Despite my mistaking the storyline, I'm really happy to have reread this one even if I didn't mean to. Her books are always densely written, full of psychological depth, and totally captivating.  Her word choice is always spot on.  The fraying of their relationship in the first few chapters is superbly and subtly portrayed. 

A masterclass in putting the reader directly in the heads of a cast of characters.  It's a train crash in slow motion almost.  As bad as things get, we're compelled to read on to see if it can possibly improve, or is the light at the end of the tunnel just a freight train about to mow everyone into bloody pulp on the tracks?

Number 31- Wilt- Tom Sharpe

 

A reread from my teenage years and I just have to say I was far too young when I first read this book.  

I remember thinking it was hysterically funny when I first read it, and that opinion has not changed on revisiting it 35 plus years later. 

Wilt dreams of killing his overbearing wife.  When she goes away on an unscheduled trip, he fakes her death.  Unfortunately. she fails to return from said trip, and the police get involved.

This is absolutely the funniest thing I've read in several years.  there were scenes I still remember from all those years ago. From the initial burial of the rubber sex doll to its eventual recovery, this is farce at its best.

Sharpe is/was a great writer and even a character as weak and worn down by life as Wilt is initially is eminently relatable. HIs journey of self discovery through the multiple indignities he's exposed to in the course of the story is a joy to read.

The side story of where his wife actually is- stuck on a barge in the Norfolk broads with an insane American lesbian and husband- is equally funny and leads to some of the funniest scenes in the book. 

Eva Wilt is a force of nature. Her character defies description. We can completely sympathise with Henry's dreams of ridding himself of her, but we still can understand how and why they're married.

It's always strange reading a book written and set in the early 80s.  When a restaurant is criticised by one of the charaters as being too expensive because they charge £0.95 for a prawn cocktail starter, it's now a culture shock.  When Wilt's salary of £3500 a year is enough for he and Eva to own their own rather large home in the suburbs and keep Eva in all her expensive hobbies, it really does drive home how much some things have changed.

Luckily, it's only the money talk that truly dates this book. Some people might say that some of the humour might not be considered de rigeur these days, but for the most part this has aged well and even the bits that some people would say haven't are still hysterical IMHO. 

This is a pitch perfect blend of satire (the internal workings of the college where Wilt teaches are brilliantly done) and bawdy farce. There is some complete filth in here (not explicit, but still filth) that I was far too young to be reading in the 80s, That makes me love it all the more that parents let me read this stuff.  As much as Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams helped formulate my sense of humour, Tom Sharpe definitely deserves a look in as another influence.