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The Pregnant Widow Hardcover – Deckle Edge, May 11, 2010
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From Publishers Weekly
Starred Review. Amis revisits themes from his early novels—sex, class resentment, lust, humiliation, obsession—with the grim perceptiveness of experience in this fascinating return to form. It's 1970, and 20-year-old Keith Nearing is spending the summer in Italy with a small group of friends, primary among them on-again/off-again girlfriend Lily and her gorgeous, unfortunately named friend, Scheherazade. The easiness between Keith and Lily begins to crumble as Lily picks up on Keith's perhaps requited attraction to Scheherazade. As Lily torments Keith—at first playfully, and later cruelly—and Keith inches closer to pulling off an all-consuming sexual coup, Amis milks a surprising amount of tension from a fairly wispy plot: will Keith get Scheherazade into the sack? The second half, with its unexpected turns and brutal developments (it is never a good thing to be named Keith in an Amis novel), could enjoy an easier conjunction with the first half, but the prose is as brilliant as ever, and the cast is amazingly well done. After the disappointment of Yellow Dog and the relative slimness of The House of Meetings, this smart, meaty novel is a revelation. (May)
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From Bookmarks Magazine
Other than the Boston Globe, critics were unimpressed with Amis's coming-of-age story set during the carefree 1970s. Despite his celebrated wit and sparkling prose, Amis takes too many detours, and his persistent lectures on the frustrations of growing old and the sexual revolution's long-term effects thwart the book's narrative momentum. Critics also complained that, in lieu of character development, Amis dully differentiates his creations by their peculiar traits and (for females) chest-waist-hip ratios. But his greatest mistake, according to the New York Times, is "assuming that readers will be interested in a bunch of spoiled, self-absorbed twits, who natter on endlessly about their desires and resentments and body parts." Though Amis is a gifted and frequently hilarious writer, readers may wish to pass on The Pregnant Widow.
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I loved this book. Having watched the American release date get postponed time and again, I wondered if the reason might be the quality of the work. I need not have worried. Here Amis is in his zone, brilliantly nailing the humor, craftily weaving the plot, lavishly wordsmithing his abundant vocabulary to great ends, all the while revealing much about the sexes.
I am thrilled with how funny and well written "Widow" is, how entertaining its story. After having appreciated "House of Meetings" but feeling weighed down by how depressing the material was, and after enjoying the slim tome "The Second Plane," I was long ready for a meaty Amis novel, and "Widow" delivered for me.
With the passing of J.D. Salinger, Martin Amis is now my favorite living writer. I am lending "Widow" to a friend who has never read him, with the hope that this book will be an excellent introduction to a brilliant writer.
Four stars instead of five because throughout my reading, I did have one nagging complaint about the believability of one particular issue I cannot reveal here without ruining a key surprise in the novel. I did not see this surprise coming, however, and in hindsight it does resolve what my complaint was.
Well done yet again, Mr. Amis. Eagerly awaiting your next.
The same is true, I am afraid, of Martin Amis's career -- put simply, the bloom has gone off the rose. The ease with he once put across bits of characterization with his verbal magic, the neat bits of scientific and etymological minutia woven into the plot, have all gone over to bloviation and obscurantism. Amis's newer works (I mean "Yellow Dog" onwards) have the feel of lectures given by a visiting grandee, who happens to be a friend of the professor teaching the "meat" of the course. You don't have to know any of this stuff for the midterm, or the final, folks.
For those of you newer to Amis-land, start with anything of his from the '80s, when his talents surged like a lunar tide, flattening his contemporaries' sandcastles, and sweeping the beach clear. And oh, what a glorious bask was to be had on that beach -- "Success", "Money", "The Information", and even "London Fields." These are undisputed triumphs. Their difficulties of language, their loose, ropey plots, even have worn well with the years. They are, in the Graham Greene sense of the word, not just novels, but "entertainments."
History, ultimately, will judge Amis on those three or four mentioned above, and not the gerontological failures that he seems to be churning out now.
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