Two brothers confront each other and themselves to overcome their family legacy, from the doomed coalfields of north-east England to sun-bleached southern Spain
Frank Bridge turned his back on his family’s gangland conflicts in Northumberland decades ago. His brother, Gordon, fled to Spain and has not been heard from since. Frank’s life has taken a different path to the same he fell in love with Lorca's poetry and the woman who brought it to him.
But when their gangster father, the head of their savage dynasty, dies, Frank feels he must track down Gordon and tell him that their father’s reign of terror is over. Can Frank’s appearance after twenty-five years prompt a truce – a reconciliation even – will his arrival merely be the catalyst for more turmoil and brutality? Beneath the scorching, pitiless Andalusian sun, the two brothers are finally brought together for one last reckoning.
Perhaps better known for his poetry collections this is Neil Rollinson’s first foray into fiction and it’s a real doozy of a debut. Set across two timelines twenty five years apart, the novel flits between the North East of England and Spain, as the two estranged sons of a gangster are forced into an uneasy reunion on his death. Rollinson’s depiction of both locales and particular period detail, especially of the North East are beautifully done, and this is a glorious miasma of lyrical touches and visceral brutality. Definitely one of my books of the year already.
In his debut novel Rollinson sticks to material with which he is familiar; he grew up in Newcastle in the 1970s and that forms the backdrop for a good portion of this novel; a city in the midst of industrial decay with its dying coalfields, and suffering from the sort of mindless violence associated with the brutality of gangs and disaffected youth.
Chiefly, this is Frank’s story. Caught up in the violence, and after a robbery goes badly wrong, his younger brother escapes with the proceeds to Córdoba. Thirty years later, Frank travels there to give him the news of their father’s death, and that as a result, the empire of violence is over.
Rollinson has won awards for his poetry and that influences his writing with a style that suits the savage and viscous world that the boys grow up in; sentences are taut and to the point, descriptions are vivid and richly imagined. The novel format seems to suit him though, as the narrative moves with compelling energy, contrasting the bleakness of the brothers’ formative years with the expansive, almost mythic landscapes of Andalusia.
Despite (and because) of the violence, moments of lyricism and tenderness are notable as the brothers grapple with love, loss and the possibility of change.
I really wanted to like this given the topic of organised crime is a favourite of mine, however it wasn’t for me. The story is very narrative heavy and doesn’t really go anywhere until the final chapter and the character development is minimal. I did like the non-linear timeline and the chapters set in the past were a positive point. Overall I didn’t hate it but it’s not one of my faves.
Two brothers grow up in a violent world in 1970s Northumberland. A tyrannical, criminal underworld father sees his sons as constant disappointments. Neither wants this life. In their own ways, they find an escape but the brutal legacy lingers.
The prose is sparse and raw, and you can't escape the oppressive bleakness of those early year. The story unfolds in a non-linear flow so you learn more about the past as the present builds to its climax.
The book has a poetic soul, which carries you through the bleakest moments. But prepare to not feel good by the end. Violence ripples across the pages and leaves all it touches corrupted
Likely too literary for the die-hard crime lovers and too violent for the literary set but just right for January me that wants a poetic, nonlinear Western-in-Europe about family & the legacy of violence.
As the book title suggests we’re in a world of dark, gritty, almost noir energy, where the poetic feel of the language is both beautiful and unsettling. The title itself comes from a poem by Spanish poet Lorca and a few elements of his life & tragic death are touched upon in this story which flits between Northumberland in the 1970s and Spain in 2003. The main character, Frank Bridges, comes from a family immersed in crime & violence, with his father running a gang empire in Newcastle. In 2003, Frank’s father dies, leading him to track down his younger brother in Spain to tell him the news. Why his brother has been off the radar for years is gradually revealed through the time-shift structure of the narrative. For a short novel there are powerful themes explored here. Family upbringing and whether we can ever escape it, the dying out of traditional manufacturing industries in the north of England in the 1970s, gang loyalty and the consequences of breaking the unwritten rules, love both real and unrequited, the yearning to escape into a better life and cultural differences. In his younger days Frank is as involved as anyone in the violence but he’s a more nuanced character with many facets to his personality. He’s torn between leaving the life and wanting his father’s respect, there’s brotherly love but also deep rivalry which isn’t helped by the girl he’d like to be with wanting his brother more. The writing is vivid and impactful, full of strong imagery and flashes of violence. A thriller wrapped in a poem filtered through a gangster film with tense atmosphere & psychological depth. The overall plot is more simplistic than it appears. If laid out in chronological order it’s straightforward but still a cracking debut.
A beautifully written crime novel about lost loves, family, and poetry. Set in Spain and northern England, the author is just as adept at transporting us as he is at making complex characters readable. It’s tender and it’s violent, it’s hot and it’s cold, it’s sexy and thought-provoking. Add Rollinson to the short list of poets who can also write great prose. The first great book released in 2026.
A novella that looks at violence and its legacy. Two brothers, heirs to a gangster throne that neither wants. Can they escape their inheritance?
Comparing the cold and dirty urban environment of Tyneside to the hot and humid landscapes of Andalucia works here, both places steeped in violence and stained with the blood of its people.
My only complaint is that the translations of Lorca’s poetry fail to match its beauty and longing.
Set between the North East in the 70’s as both the mining and shipbuilding industries are in decline, two brothers find themselves at the heart of a family with criminal leanings and a father who inflicts pain and humiliation by default. The older brother flees to Spain and Andalusia becomes the backdrop to the reunion of the brothers. Cruel and captivating narrative.
This is one of my favourite books that I have read recently. The author does an amazing job of bringing you into the lives of the characters and taking you on a journey from childhood to their present day situation and turmoil. I'd recommend this highly and I can't wait to see what the author does in the future.
A delightful mixture of suspense and prose and really enjoyable read. The story of two brothers unfolds with biblical echos of time old stories around good and evil and love and guilt that play out against evocative landscapes of sun beaten Andalusia and Tyneside’s industrial wastelands.
It is well written but it just doesn't work for me. There were too many scenes that I simply did not believe and I didn't engage with Frank, the main character. I also found too much of this novel seemed like an imitation of the work of Ted Lewis, see especially Jack Carter and the Mafia Pigeon.
Boring. I'd rather just read Lorca than spend another minute wading through this pretentious snoozefest. Pity, as the premise got me excited. Not for me.