Year of the Jouncer is playwright Simon Gray's second volume of diaries following his critically acclaimed The Smoking Diaries. In The Smoking Diaries, the diary format, allowed Gray to meditate on his life as a whole and had the depth and scope of a biography.
The Year of the Jouncer was written just a year later and so lacks the previous volume's autobiographical charms. In a sense Gray is running out of material having covered much of his life in the previous volume and so The Year of a Jouncer depends on a more conventional day-to-day format. As with most published diaries, the success depends on how interesting the subject's life actually is. This becomes a major issue in the first section with Gray and his wife on holiday. I don't know about you but I didn't find the day to day account of a 68 year old' holiday in Barbados rivetting stuff even if there are cameos by Harold Pinter and Antonia Fraser.
Luckily The Year of the Jouncer coincides with the publication of The Smoking Diaries (how meta) and of the filming of a BBC documentary about the work while two of Gray's plays are staged - Holy Terror featuring Simon Callow and The Old Masters directed by Harold Pinter. Some of the funniest sections in the diary deal with Gray's mortification of watching his plays and reminiscing on previous productions he was involved in. As with Gray, it is the tangents that provide the most satisfying material and the endless parentheses on every page attest to this discursive style.
Like his previous volume, The Year of the Jouncer is written in his inimitable style at once curmudgeonly, caustic, self-deprecating, poignant, melancholic and ultimately hilarious. How Gray can imbue such prosaic incidents with such tremendous humour is an amazing feat. His description of being relentlessly bullied by a greedy Tom cat that demands feeding was a standout passage for me.
As a companion piece to The Smoking Diaries, The Year of the Jouncer is a must read and the pleasure of spending time in the company of such a mind as Gray's bears repeating. I have the complete volume of his published diaries and I know I soon will be moving onto The Last Cigarette, the penultimate volume.