I just finished reading this book this morning, and I will admit that it’s one of the better books that I’ve read within the last year. It’s not really my style of books I normally read, but I found it at a thrift store and liked the cover (yes, I know, you’re not supposed to do that…) but it worked out, because I really enjoyed the book. So because I suck at writing reviews, I found this
one that I think described the book pretty well..
*Starred Review* Pablo Miralles, rotund scion of a wealthy Barcelona family, is intelligent, belligerent, profound, profane, and, above all, lazy. He sleeps late, drinks and drugs, hires hookers, and spends his spare time arguing online with the other members of the Metaphysical Club. He scorns his serious, hardworking brother, whom he calls “The First,” but when The First disappears, Lady First thinks Pablo is just the man to find him. Pablo takes the case–sort of. Tusset’s novel is a mystery in the same way that Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is a report of a motorcycle race. Croissant is more coherent, but Tusset treats the quest as simply an excuse to let us spend time with his fantastically funny (and insanely quotable) hero, who is less interested in finding The First than in testing the limits of his bank card. It drags just a bit at the end–when it’s finally time to solve the mystery–but every party has a lull before lights-out. Pablo, the overweight, indignant solipsist, comes from good literary lineage, bearing a strong resemblance to both Joey Tallon in Patrick McCabe’s Call Me the Breeze (2003) and Ignatius J. Reilly in John Kennedy Toole’s Confederacy of Dunces (1980). Unforgettable. Keir Graff
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