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I've pissed off more
than one person recommending Martin Amis books. They're not for everyone--and
at times they honestly aren't for me. Yellow Dog is a tough
one. Amis tends to write meandering narratives with many characters.
This book is no exception. Rather than focusing on one protagonist
and one plotline, this story is all over the place, concentrating
on several loosely connected lines that eventually connect--but not
really. This is a pretty common plot device that works when it works,
but just makes things confusing when it doesn't. Amis, in this case,
doesn't do the best job of tying all of these stories together. They
kind of connect at a point, but don't really give you that bang at
the end that you really crave after struggling through the winding
plotline. As usual, most of the characters are deeply flawed. One
in particular has been bashed over the head and undergoes a personality
change as a result. This brings about feelings of violence, rape,
incest, child molestation, drug abuse, alcoholism, suicide and whatever
other depraved behavior one can imagine. This is pretty typical for
Amis, though, and it makes it a little less creepy because the people
tend to be weird British stereotypes of a sort. I thought at first
that the title of the book, Yellow Dog, has to do with one
of the main characters, Xan Meo. I thought the guy was Chinese and
this was going to be some slang thing. Not so. Turns out another main
character writes for a sort of porn daily newspaper and he writes
a column called "Yellow Dog" in which he just misogynistically
slanders any and every woman he can. Even the King of England (Henry
IX) is a character in the story. So, it wasn't a bad book--I'm not
sorry I read it or anything--but it was a little too distracted for
its own good. If Amis had taken just the main character, Xan Meo,
and the gangster character, Joseph Andrews, this book could have been
much tighter and more interesting.
Other titles by Martin Amis:
House
of Meetings
The Pregnant Widow
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