Monty Pigeon
Striker
The Sellout by Paul Beatty 4/10
I suspect this is a shoo-in for the shortlist and a decent bet for the prize itself, in part for some of the very reasons I didn't like it. It's very much of its time. Every page reads like a bunch of contemporary American cultural references have been fed into a randomizing computer programme. It's supposed to be a satirical critique of race relations in America (which is why it may well win), but the satire is pretty heavy handed. As for the writing, it smacks of a writer trying to prove how clever he is, but the limits of his cleverness show through all too often.
This passage, for instance: There he is, Chamaeleo africanus tokenus hidden way in the back among all the shrubbery, his slimy feet gripped tightly around the judicial branch in a cool torpor, silently gnawing on the leaves of injustice. Comparing an African American judge to a chameleon, fair enough. But chameleons aren't slimy and don't eat leaves, so the metaphor falls flat.
I suspect this is a shoo-in for the shortlist and a decent bet for the prize itself, in part for some of the very reasons I didn't like it. It's very much of its time. Every page reads like a bunch of contemporary American cultural references have been fed into a randomizing computer programme. It's supposed to be a satirical critique of race relations in America (which is why it may well win), but the satire is pretty heavy handed. As for the writing, it smacks of a writer trying to prove how clever he is, but the limits of his cleverness show through all too often.
This passage, for instance: There he is, Chamaeleo africanus tokenus hidden way in the back among all the shrubbery, his slimy feet gripped tightly around the judicial branch in a cool torpor, silently gnawing on the leaves of injustice. Comparing an African American judge to a chameleon, fair enough. But chameleons aren't slimy and don't eat leaves, so the metaphor falls flat.
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