I have always loved short stories. The writing is spare and not a word is wasted. Yet in this collection of 25 stories, I sensed the hand of a novelist, rather than a short-story writer. (Indeed! Graham Swift is a best-selling author and a Booker Prize winner.)
The characters are mostly middle-class Brits, mostly male, leading ordinary lives. In some stories, the ordinary is all that happens. In others, something out of the ordinary happens that causes a character either confusion or a means of examining his life.
I struggled to connect with the characters. The author tends to tell us, not show us, what a character is like -- kind of like British mystery shows where the perp spills all in the last few minutes, crime solved. Dialog is sparse in some stories, and unrevealing in others. At times, characters seem to act or think as the author wants them to, not as they really would. For example, in "First on the Scene," a man comes upon a dead body in the woods, and as the story ends, he calls the police. "He hadn't a clue how to begin," the author writes as the call is answered. Wouldn't he just say, Hey, there's a body in the woods? Yet I suppose it's meant to suggest that the man hadn't a clue how to make sense of his life. In "Dog," a husband heroically fends off a dog attacking a baby in a park, becoming disheveled and clawed in the battle. The author writes, "He hadn't the slightest idea how he was going to explain away these things to Julia [his wife]." What's to explain away? Wouldn't he just tell her what happened? I guess I'm too much of a realist.
And, I have to say, I was offended at how casually the author has male characters feeling up their girlfriends' or wives' derrieres in public, and how his female characters are silent about it or tacitly appreciative. I'm sorry, but it's offensive and humiliating to be groped in public, no matter who's doing the groping. With all the talk about "Uncle Joe" Biden feeling up women these days, it's just something that struck me as unsavory, and I lost all interest in a story at that point.
I once read this advice: "Never end your story with a character realizing something. Characters shouldn't realize things: readers should." That was running through my head as I got to the end of some stories only to read something like, "Now he understood..." I didn't want to be told what a character understood. I wanted to understand it myself. Yet, for the most part, I just didn't understand.