A powerful contemporary novel set in London from a master of literary fiction.
London, the week before Christmas, 2007. Over seven days we follow the lives of seven major characters: a hedge fund manager trying to bring off the biggest trade of his career; a professional footballer recently arrived from Poland; a young lawyer with little work and too much time to speculate; a student who has been led astray by Islamist theory; a hack book-reviewer; a schoolboy hooked on skunk and reality TV; and a Tube train driver whose Circle Line train joins these and countless other lives together in a daily loop.
With daring skill, the novel pieces together the complex patterns and crossings of modern urban life. Greed, the dehumanising effects of the electronic age and the fragmentation of society are some of the themes dealt with in this savagely humorous book. The writing on the wall appears in letters ten feet high, but the characters refuse to see it — and party on as though tomorrow is a dream.
Sebastian Faulks probes not only the self-deceptions of this intensely realised group of people, but their hopes and loves as well. As the novel moves to its gripping climax, they are forced, one by one, to confront the true nature of the world they inhabit.
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It’s not that he’s a bad writer or something, on the contrary I enjoyed his sophisticated writing, but all the intertwined characters, they seemed destined to a clever end, like the bomb, to blast out a trilling wound, but the author, like the boy, tossed it into the river and, puff.
评分It’s not that he’s a bad writer or something, on the contrary I enjoyed his sophisticated writing, but all the intertwined characters, they seemed destined to a clever end, like the bomb, to blast out a trilling wound, but the author, like the boy, tossed it into the river and, puff.
评分It’s not that he’s a bad writer or something, on the contrary I enjoyed his sophisticated writing, but all the intertwined characters, they seemed destined to a clever end, like the bomb, to blast out a trilling wound, but the author, like the boy, tossed it into the river and, puff.
评分It’s not that he’s a bad writer or something, on the contrary I enjoyed his sophisticated writing, but all the intertwined characters, they seemed destined to a clever end, like the bomb, to blast out a trilling wound, but the author, like the boy, tossed it into the river and, puff.
评分It’s not that he’s a bad writer or something, on the contrary I enjoyed his sophisticated writing, but all the intertwined characters, they seemed destined to a clever end, like the bomb, to blast out a trilling wound, but the author, like the boy, tossed it into the river and, puff.
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