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.