First edition hard cover, with unclipped dust jacket, both in very good condition. Jacket illustration by Hannah Tofts. Light shelf and handling wear, including light creasing to DJ edges, corners and folds. Tanning to pageblock, leading into page edges. Boards are in fine condition, pages tightly bound and content is 'as unread'. CN
Michael Dibdin was born in 1947. He went to school in Northern Ireland, and later to Sussex University and the University of Alberta in Canada. He lived in Seattle. After completing his first novel, The Last Sherlock Holmes Story, in 1978, he spent four years in Italy teaching English at the University of Perugia. His second novel, A Rich Full Death, was published in 1986. It was followed by Ratking in 1988, which won the Gold Dagger Award for the Best Crime Novel of the year and introduced us to his Italian detective - Inspector Aurelio Zen.
Dibdin was married three times, most recently to the novelist K. K. Beck. His death in 2007 followed a short illness.
This was a strange story. I was swept in right off the bat, and then it got a bit boring, but eventually it did pick up again, and the ending was very unexpected.
A psycho thriller, a gothic update, a marriage dissection, a sociological look at glue-sniffing gang life, a path to madness. Alternating chapters that converge in a lulu of a trainride.
This is my first read by this author, despite seeing his books feature in many used bookstores. Now I know why - people are keen to get rid of them. Bleak uninteresting story with hopeless characters.
Had this book been any longer, I probably wouldn’t have finished it. For such a short book it takes a very long time for the story to get going in earnest.
The story takes place in three separate (but connected) times. Two of these are dull. One is vaguely interesting but quite under-explored .
Bizarrely, all the main action happens ‘off-stage’ so to speak. We see a lot of rather meandering events, then a character just explains everything else in one big chunk of exposition near the end. It’s very lazy writing. This last ramble is full of some fairly pointless twists which, even when I hadn’t seen them coming, failed to elicit more than an internal ‘hmm’.
The ending was frankly weird. It felt very much like the author got bored and decided to wrap everything up in ten pages whilst very drunk. After a ham-fisted attempt to pluck at our heartstrings, the story descends into a sequence of events so silly that I actually laughed out loud.
The author seems to have been under the impression that putting in some naughty sex stuff makes a book gritty. Some of the prose in this book is also so purple that it made my toes curl.
Not the worst book I’ve ever read. But it’s up there.
This book is about Aileen, a pediatric psychotherapist, who is slowly going mad. Her life with her husband is a constant psycological battle, which she usually loses. Her patient, Gary/Stephen, reminds her of her dead lover, whose child she lost. There are 3 stories within, and the number of coincidences of connections between the characters is not really believable.
This is the first book by Mr Dibdin that I've read that isn't about Aurelio Zen, his Italian detective. It's a complex, dense, psychological thriller with great characters and the only reason that it hasn't got 4 stars from me is that the wrap up felt too contrived, too writerly.
Huu, tõeliselt sünge (et mitte öelda skisofreeniline) õudukas Thatcheri valitsusajast. Üks Dibdini Inglise perioodi parimaid saavutusi.
Psühhiaatrist sotsiaaltöötaja Aileen ei kohtu kunagi Esimese maailmasõja veteraniga, keda vaevab mälestus noorpõlves nähtud viirastusest. Veterani segasevõitu lugu kuuleb ta oma patsiendi suust, kes skvottis koos kamba liiminuusutajatega ja kelle jutt tundub ka muidu üpris mõttetuna. Aga Gary Dunni oleks tulnud hoolikamalt kuulata…
Viimane peatükk, kus Aileen mahajäetud mõisahoonesse välja jõuab, on täiesti geniaalne ja samas õõvastav.
A rather sad bunch of characters effectively portrayed which are hard to forget. There were some odd pieces of writing I did like about the book as follow;
"...the words looked like a sort of street haiku, a bleak inventory of human life. You eat, you shit, they bury you. And if you're a middle-aged childless women, she thought, you bleed as well: uselessly, uselessly, month by month."
"At that moment the security guard intervened. A huge West Indian who never stopped smiling, he looked like a black Santa Claus." "Now then, lads let's calm down," he said in a voice that seemed to come from somewhere beneath the floor. He was still smiling merrily.
This novel begins as a mystery story and morphs into a gothic novel. It is about a young man who tries to have himself committed to a psychiatric hospital claiming that his life is in jeopardy and the psychotherapist who treats him. I did not feel that the novel successfully handled its segue from one type of novel to the other.
this is a really well-written book but it is disquieting and unsettling, really taking the reader into the minds, lives and circumstances of the author's three central characters. Dibdin certainly can create place and feeling. A brilliant skill!
I read an edition published by faber and faber, London-Boston. It had a dark and disturbing cover. Unfortunately, it is not showed with any cover in the list of editions. A loss as the cover really does reflect the eeriness of the story.
I'd started this a while back then put it away, and when I went back to it, I didn't know why I didn't read it through the first time. I found the book a quick-paced, suspenseful read that I didn't want to put down until the end.
I'm reading through Dibdin. I liked this novel. It was oddly dreamlike and flowed through time passages. He certainly captures the tone of disgruntled marriages.
This thriller is the second non-Aurelio Zen mystery by Michael Dibdin I have read. Both books were very different, stylistically and in tone, from the Zen books, which are, of course, the works Dibdin is really known for. In fact, I thought as I read that I was really reading Ruth Rendell. The similarity with her books is noticeable.. 3.5 stars.