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I'll Go to Bed at Noon Paperback – Import, January 1, 2005
- Print length448 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherVintage
- Publication dateJanuary 1, 2005
- Dimensions5.12 x 1.1 x 7.8 inches
- ISBN-100099286939
- ISBN-13978-0099286936
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- Publisher : Vintage; New Ed edition (January 1, 2005)
- Language : English
- Paperback : 448 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0099286939
- ISBN-13 : 978-0099286936
- Item Weight : 12.7 ounces
- Dimensions : 5.12 x 1.1 x 7.8 inches
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"A rich odour of rotting pond life, of the sludge of countless fallen leaves, the sunken treasure of a hundred autumns, lurked in all the blind channels."
Truth be known, I'm not at all sure what to say of this book save that it is full of Wordsworth's "still, sad music of humanity." One is not at all surprised to find Wordsworth's famous view of Tintern Abbey described herein, if all too fleetingly. The title, as another reviewer has pointed out, is taken from the Fool's last words in King Lear.
Fool: And I'll go to bed at noon.
I suppose the overall impression taken from the book is, perhaps, that the besotted fools of this world have, if not more fun, at least a less dreary time of it. They live in a world both blessed and cursed in a way in which the other drab characters do not. We'll see how the last volume turns out.
Four stars, for, if nothing else, a textured, ambiguous view of persons in the throes of addiction without the resort to labelling, 12-step group think, or the other simplistic psychological caricatures to which most other writers resort.
Would like to use the time to read more books instead.
The father Aldous seems to be in a vague but perpetual state of denial about the state of his family. The mother Colette - an ex-junkie and a recovered alcoholic naïve enough to think that a little drink now and again won't hurt - may be a lovely person at heart (she does after all selflessly care for her dead drunk of a brother) but she's an airhead and downright flaky. The daughter Juliette is to my mind just a cold hearted little witch who's way too eager to get her brother thrown out of the family home so that she and her latest beau can shack up and live off her parents. The other siblings aren't bothered about anything or anyone but themselves. Funny how people think it's all right to as awful as they like to living family members, so long as they don't forget to turn up and say a few kind words at their funerals ! Why bother ? The book works better as a despairing state-of-the-nation commentary on the family as a growingly obsolete institution.
If Woodward intended any humour in this rather ludicrous and rambling story, you'll find it in the last third, which I must admit did raise a few laughs. Even then, the effect was mild and fleeting and the humour only became a painful reminder of the absurdity of the Joneses' situation after the humour has dissipated. Sorry, but the sentiment behind Colette's parting gift to Aldous simply rang false. It read like a desperate attempt to make us like the Joneses more.
Woodward is a promising writer with an engaging style. It's just that the premise he's chosen isn't commensurate with his talent. He should look elsewhere for inspiration. Not a bad read but unworthy of its Booker nomination.
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interesting and great writing style, quite enjoyable.
Okay then, second book in the trilogy, and another re-read for me. I enjoyed the first so much I was worried - but I needn't have. This is a very different beast mind you. All the issues that were bubbling below the surface come to the fore now. We have full-blown addiction and it's not pretty - though it is at times truly, horribly, grotesquely funny. It's addiction with all the horrible bits that don't get talked about, and it's addiction in three colours or maybe on a spectrum, with Janus at one end, Colette at the other, and Janus Brian in the middle.
The story doesn't mess, it doesn't pull punches, but on the other hand, it doesn't spend a lot of words analysing, and this is one of the things I love about Woodward's writing. He lays it out there for you, but he lets you make up your own mind. He asks questions, but he gives you very few answers - if any. A lot of the behaviour seems inexplicable - because it is - and Woodward makes no attempt to explain because you can't. There's not necessarily motivation in addiction, there's not necessarily any conscience operating, there's not necessarily any perspective - though he cleverly shows, by using his triangle of drunkards, that there can be. It makes for a tragic story, an unravelling that you keep wanting to stop, though you know it's inevitable. You've invested a lot of time in these characters, in Colette in particular, you don't want them to throw it all away - but to prevent them would be untrue, and Woodward doesn't do that.
So this was a tough book to read, but don't get me wrong it was also fascinating, compelling, witty, and in places absurd (in a good way). It left me wrung out and hungering for more. Fortunately there is more, and it's the one book in the trilogy I've not read. Can't wait, but I'm having a comfort read first to bolster me.
Highly, highly recommended. (less)
