This is a hard one to review.
I am not from the Gorbals nor is my family. I picked up this book because I heard it would tell me more about what being from Glasgow meant. I was eager to learn and see the similarities and differences between my upbringing and that of this new city that I love.
I know how it looks amongst those who are "hopeless". They are people, who lost most of their hope. They love, laugh, care for each other, and feel the whole range of emotions. Yes, people can get aggressive but that's part of the whole range of emotions.
Not so in No Mean City. The best part of the book honestly was the Appendix. It's like if you took Les Miserables, made it pulp fiction, and only allowed a small range of negative emotions into the story (namely: fear, anger, contempt, disgust, lust, pride). There are moments where you could see a glimmer of a positive emotion but it's infantilized and quickly passed.
This is advertised as being "authentic", and maybe it is... But I can't shake the feeling that it's more exploitative. The gaze feels wrong. It defies what I know about humanity.... But maybe the reality of the Gorbals is different from what I've seen before, elsewhere. Until I learn that, though, 2*... much as I'd rather rank higher.