Szalay is an acute noticer and there is a filmic and strongly sensory quality to the prose: rain, mist, clouds, road surfaces, buildings, cigarettes, drinks, smells, food – all add to a sense of location which is forensically accurate. In terms of place and character this is an interestingly 'European' book. Is it coincidence that it should have been published during the year of Brexit?
For further reading, although it's a completely different kind of book, those who enjoyed the travel in we can recommend more from Szalay (Stansted Airport and Ryanair are regularly named) may also like : [[Small World The Innocent by David LodgeSzalay|The Innocents]]. and [[The Corrections Spring by Jonathan FranzenDavid Szalay|Spring]] (to whom David Szalay bears a certain physical resemblance) also addresses the theme of a man in crisis.
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