Third and final book of Colin MacInnes' London 'trilogy', although it should be noted that the books are completely independent of each other. There is overlap in the themes addressed, but even here there are clear differences. The third book, for example, has relatively little to say about race, although this is a key concern of the first two titles.
These books are very much of their time, the late 1950's when London was transforming from a monochrome austere place to being a colourful capital. By understanding of the world is bookended by two things. The disasterous 1986 film adaptation of Absolute Beginners (guilty of being terrible in itself, and yet somehow not terrible enough to end Patsy Kensit's career) and the events surrounding the Profumo Scandal, memorably chronicled in Ludovico Kennedy's The Trial of Stephan Ward. As Kennedy makes clear what is real on trial here are the racy - and racially diverse - subcultures that challenge the values of the establishment. In a co-incidence Ward was charged with living off immoral earnings, a crime which figures each of these three books.
Each of the books makes a voyage into London as if it was a brave new world. The first book, City of Spades, is concerned with newly arrived black immigrants. Racial prejudice is clearly depicted, but the book describes the newcomers with glamour and sex appeal, bringing a certain level of excitement to an otherwise drab city. It is though probably guilty of dealing primarily in stereotypes. Absolute Beginners also encourages you to the world anew, this time through the eyes of a teenager. If you seen the film you might be surprised by the somewhat tawdry elements in the book, especially those relating to prostitution and pornography. The book is keen to distance itself from conventional morality, a key part of its anti-establishment world view. It almost goes without saying that the fashionable teenagers depicted here are a tiny subset of the teenage population as a whole. Like each book in the trilogy Mr Love and Justice is highly schematic in its form, pondering the now hackneyed dilemma of whether there real is much difference between the police and the criminals they are trying to catch.
So do MacInnes' books survive the test of time? The style is serviceable enough, but little more; the characterization is not especially profound; and at times the plots seem to be designed to do little more than produce incidents that would shock the average Daily Mail reader. And yet somehow there is a freshness and vigour to the books which makes them worth reading. A sense that important changes are being caught and captured in their infancy.