Lucky Jim is not a fall-down laugh riot. But it doesn’t have to be. It’s a long series of pleasure bursts fueled by screwy situations and a quirky British style that, in 1954 was fresh, cheeky and new. Maybe now a little threadbare and weedy, not state of the art. But it’s still a pleasure. […]
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Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008Why Kingsley Amis?
Saturday, July 19th, 2008I came to Kingsley Amis by way of his son, Martin. (That fact would have greatly irritated Kingsley.) Hipster postmodern Martin, essentially my age, whose novels I have tried to like, er, finish…Jesus, I oughta be able to do that, right? Being a long time Anglophile, I was just drawn to Martin, his stuff like […]
