started brightly, and the initial dynamics between the main characters were absorbing, However, it soon ran out of steam for me, and the story rather fizzled out,
I wanted it to pick up again, willed it to revive, but it never regained the initial promise.
I was left feeling slightly underwhelmed,
Good read, good plot, interesting characters, and more than a little humour, Relationships, marriage, fidelity all get an airing, I thoroughly enjoyed this book, We'll see the premise sounds interesting but most of the reviews in GR are mediocre, A comedy where the author made the mistake of forgetting to be funny,
This is the serious side of relationship, Charlie has "nice sex" with another charlie, his wife and only partner who he cowrites childrens fiction with.
Marvin is the "purse man of south london", And a ladies man, with a wife andwomen of various ages and looks on the go.
Charlie and Marvin meet weekly in soho and after a drunken night out, charlie expresses his envy of marvin's life and suggets wife swapping.
Marvin is very unsure but on leaving the restaurant is hit by a cyclist, Nyman,
Nyman serves a purpose in this book like no other character in fiction that I have read.
He is so unbelieavable and the families acceptance of him is so unbelieveable that he seems out of place.
He is there to move the story along and all bad things that subsequently happen are at his hand.
And this is rediculous, They bring him into their lives mrs charlie has a sexual pop at him, having never looked at another man and before you can understand why, Mr Charlie is with Mrs Marvin amd Marvin is with Mrs Charlie.
And they are all unhappy,
The author sets out to write a tragicomedy about modern more but frankly leaves me cold and a the book was difficult to enjoy.
A wast of my time, I registered a book at BookCrossing, com!
sitelink BookCrossing. com/journal/ From the author of The Mighty Walzer, winner of the Everyman Wodehouse Award, for comic writing.
Marvin Kreitman, the luggage baron of South London, lives for women, At present he loves four his mother, his wife Hazel, and his two daughters and is in love with five more.
Charlie Merriweather, on the other hand, loves just the one woman, his wife of twenty years.
Once a week the two friends meet for a Chinese lunch in Soho, contriving never quite to have the conversation they would like to have.
Until today, that is. What follows shows Howard Jacobson in majestic form unnervingly truthful, poignant, and very, very funny, Me. I dont think Ive read another book with such a collection of homophobic slurs, I
dont see any other review mention it, so Im kind of feeling gaslighted, But my copy is sitting right here, and yes, it still has the most Ive seen.
Oh alright, Marvin is a piece of shit, its par for the course for him to be a general asshole as well as a cheating bastard.
I just didnt want to be reading the thing, And hes not even the worst man in the book,
But I finished it, even while feeling like needing a shower, If theres humor in this book, its mean spirited and I didnt want any part of it.
Im sorry I read this book, Im sorry this book was nominated for the Booker Prize, And Im so sorry thinking about my obsession about reading all the Booker Prize nominees and the number of Howard Jacobson books still on it to be read.
I have been trying to decide how to write about this book all day,
I initially only gave it four but the more I've thought about it the more I've loved it, so I'm changing it to five.
In fact, this has cemented it for meI really need to read all of Howard Jacobson's books.
Something about the way that he writes the development of his characters just really appeals to me, even when they are repellent homophobic assholes like Marvin Kreitman.
I was surprised to find myself empathizing with a character who, had I met him in real life, I would've found him punchably insufferable.
At once an unexpected yet predictable ending, if I'd paused to consider it, Boring and vapid.
I had a hard time with the, Did I like it or "really" like it I went with "really" because I really like Howard Jacobson's writing.
But did I "really" like Who's Sorry Now That, I can't decide,
I feel I've met the protagonist, Marvin Kreitman, before in Jacobsen's work, Marvin is a nancy of a man who somehow manages to be a womanizer with mommy issues.
Again. There is a pervasive theme in almost all of Jacobson's books concerning womanizing men who have Oedipal complexesand they all seem like men who have been emasculated one way or another by one thing, person or another.
To put it bluntly, I wouldn't fuck any of his protagonists,
Those themes, along with infidelity and cuckoldry, weave their way through Jacobson's newest novel, as in his other works, such as Zoo Time and The Act of Love.
Marvin "loves" multiple women he includes his wife, mother, and two daughters in this declaration, but also includes several mistresses.
Most of the mistresses are somebody's mother, as in old enough to be HIS mother, Meanwhile, he meets regularly with his old college chum, Charlie, who has never had a mistress, only one woman in his lifeCharlie.
Charlie the wife is known as "Chas" and she and Charlie have what Charlie likes to call "nice sex.
" But as Charlie's eyes roam ravenously over every spot of female flesh that happens by, it's clear that "nice sex" is no longer cutting it.
The two men hatch a drunken plan to give Charlie a shot at one of Marvin's womenMarvin is to choose whom he will share with Charlie for a night.
Although Marvin has, in the past, urged Charlie to explore, when it hits home, he has second thoughts.
They have always met under the same circumstances: Marvin's heart is breaking in one way or another, and Charlie is drowning in his desire for "notnice sex.
" Both men hold their discontent close to them like armor, and Marvin suddenly doesn't want Charlie to be content.
The imbalance wouldn't suit Marvin one bit,
With the occurrence of an absurd accident, another player is introduced to the mix, along with Chas and Hazel, Marvin's longneglected, bitter wife.
What ensues is a crazed docudrama of confusion, sex, longing and disillusionment that leads both couples to a somewhat predictable, but intolerable mess.
Always the humorist, Jacobson's ability to secure the absurd and make it feel true is unsurpassed.
However, this book lacks the poignancy some of his other work has shown, Jacobson's humor is always offset by that signature poignancy, and unfortunately, he misses the mark slightly in Who's Sorry Now" That said, I could read his prose all day long and even if the culmination isn't fivestar quality, the journey to the end is always a delicious treat.
Oh Howard, Howard! There I was, fresh from reading your hilarious new novel Zoo Time, all fired up about discovering a new comedic writer to dribble over, and look what you have done.
You have written a series of blandly witty novels about Londoners and their relationships in an allstyle, allsurface prose that ranks with the most boring of thoses books published by moderately successful Guardian or Telegraph hacks, all about middleaged misanthropic men successfully laying nubile teens and breaking up their marriages.
This will not do, Howard! I also readpp of your Bookerbagging Finkler Question, which also utilises the same cosmopolitian slick thirdperson style as this to a similarly sleepy outcome.
Disappointing. But we will always have sitelinkZoo Time, my hairyfaced Jewish lover, less thanstar
When I saw this book at the library, it looked like it might be funny like a Mr.
Mom kind of book, from the cover with the fluffy slippers,
I lived in England for five years and this in no way is recognizable as humorous.
I stopped reading after the very long lunch to dinner conversation between two men, one a womanizer and the other a faithful husband, whose itch was apparently not temporary.
I then thumbed through the book backwards and noted that everything went to the dogs euphemism and everyone was damaged.
If this is funny, then I can't see it, . .
The original cover to the book appeared when I typed in this title I think that was more honest, at least.
Who's sorry now I'm sorry that I even considered reading this book,
Do not hold this against me, my friends, I could have just left this off my list, but I am keeping it on as a warning to myself.
Even book jackets' raving reviews are sometimes not trustworthy! Vintage Jacobson, The usual swipes at poco criticism and feminism are racked up, But yet something different than the usual recalcitrant lout protagonist, internally suffering but full of grief that works out through misogyny.
One feature is the shift in POVit narrates ind person, but focalizes differently, Interesting. Then, the main character Kreitman actually changes in a positive, dare I say rather surprising way.
Not stuck in the same mud as similar characters in others of this genre in the Jacobson oeuvre.
I am afraid I can only characterise this book as bad, Interesting plot, but the way it developed seemed too stretched for no apparent reason, Also I found the book particularly slow and lacking any actual character development even though it seemed to be full of attempts of it.
Oh, and at least to my sense of humour it was certainly not funny or even trying to be as several reviews seem to indicate.
longlist I'm sorry now. Jacobson wrote one great book, This isn't it. Howard Jacobson was born in Manchester, England, and educated at Cambridge, His many novels include The Mighty Walzer winner of the Bollinger Everyman Wodehouse Prize, Whos Sorry Now and Kalooki Nights both longlisted for the Man Booker Prize, and, most recently, The Act of Love.
Jacobson is also a respected critic and broadcaster, and writes a weekly column for the Independent.
He lives in London. sitelink Profile of Howard Jacobson in The New York Times, “The books appeal to Jewish readers is obvious, but like all great Jewish art the paintings of Marc Chagall, the books of Saul Bellow, the films of Woody Allen it is Jacobsons use of the Jewish experience to explain the greater human one that sets it apart.
Who among us is so certain of Howard Jacobson was born in Manchester, England, and educated at Cambridge.
His many novels include The Mighty Walzer winner of the Bollinger Everyman Wodehouse Prize, Whos Sorry Now and Kalooki Nights both longlisted for the Man Booker Prize, and, most recently, The Act of Love.
Jacobson is also a respected critic and broadcaster, and writes a weekly column for the Independent.
He lives in London. sitelink Profile of Howard Jacobson in The New York Times, “The Whos Sorry Now?'s appeal to Jewish readers is obvious, but like all great Jewish art the paintings of Marc Chagall, the books of Saul Bellow, the films of Woody Allen it is Jacobson's use of the Jewish experience to explain the greater human one that sets it apart.
Who among us is so certain of our identity Who hasn't been asked, "What's your background" and hesitated, even for a split second, to answer their inquisitor Howard Jacobson's The Finkler Question forces us to ask that of ourselves, and that's why it's a must read, no matter what your background.
” David Sax, NPR. sitelink.
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