“Prose both scabrous and poetic.” – Publishers Weekly. “Proust meets Chandler over a pint of Guinness.” – Spectator. “A sheer pleasure.” – Tana French. “Among the most memorable books of the year, of any genre.” – Sunday Times. “A hardboiled delight.” – Guardian. “Imagine Donald Westlake and Richard Stark collaborating on a screwball noir.” – Kirkus Reviews. “A cross between Raymond Chandler and Flann O’Brien.” – John Banville. “The effortless cool of Elmore Leonard at his peak.” – Ray Banks. “A fine writer at the top of his game.” – Lee Child.
Friday, May 4, 2007
Lost Classics # 297: Sad Bastard, Hugo Hamilton
Ireland's very own Dirty Harry, Pat Coyne is 'reminiscent of a (slightly) more well-adjusted Ignatius Reilly from A Confederacy of Dunces, as Roddy Doyle might have imagined him,' according to one reader's review, while in the Times Antonia Logue reckoned that, "If Flann O'Brien's lunatic Professor De Selby had genetically engineered a cross between the novels of Raymond Chandler and those of Patrick McCabe, this is what the progeny might well have looked like.' Stirring stuff, indeed, so it's a crying shame that Hugo Hamilton seems to have deserted crime fiction for autobiography. Boo, etc. Come back, Hugo - we'll find something to forgive!
Posted by Declan Burke at 11:07 AM