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|title= Skippy Dies
|author= Paul Murray
|reviewer= John Lloyd
|genre=Literary Fiction
|summary= Life and death in and around an Irish private school, in this all-encompassing brick of a novel, which does resolve into an enjoyable plot.
|rating=3.5
|buy= Maybe
|borrow= Yes
|format= Paperback
|pages=672
|publisher= Hamish Hamilton
|date= February 2010
|isbn=978-0241141823
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0241141826</amazonuk>
|amazonus=<amazonus>0241141826</amazonus>
}}
Life in Seabrook College is a mess. Some of the staff are young enough to remember their own school days there, but many are certainly too old for that. A lot of the boys are victims of ragging and bullying for being too chunky, or too smart - but some are so chunky and smart there's a certain kudos to them. The female of the species is a thing only spied from their own school next door, and only met by selling them ritalin as a weight-control pill, or meeting them at the very rare combined school disco.
You'll notice I didn't start my summary with the plot, and for several chapters I couldn't be sure which of the many plots would be priority here - the tale of the master caught between his girlfriend and the luscious new geography teacher, the drug-dealing friends, or the pair of Skippy and Blowjob, which the blurb defines as the centre of the book. It's to the author's merit that I stuck through a lot of pages to eventually find the blurb was correct. Although my copy comes in one chunk, the finished product will be widely available in three boxed parts, and it's most of the first part I sought more clarity from.
Skippy (real name Daniel Juster) and Blowjob (Ruprecht van Doren) are a mismatched pair. Skippy is trying to survive the school as best he can, Ruprecht is trying to further the world with his physics and astronomy genius. One desperately wants to see a UFO with his telescope, his room-mate uses it to look at a flying saucer of his own - a Frisbee, played with by a lovely girl at the other school, on her own.
Now, I'm never going to love a book that's 672 pages long, but this title made a very good fist of it. It takes in a lot by the end, with Ruprecht as an active observer of the world, coming to find the interplay of the genders akin to the wonkiness of the universe and the eleven dimensions he thinks we live in. There's a host of esoteric experiments and events here (not least the opening chapter, where we see why the book's so called, courtesy of some uneaten donuts). I'll leave it to you to decide if there should have been more, for the wackiness I think would be tiresome stretched out so far, or if you'd prefer more of the more regular fictive sagas of the different love triangles formed here.
As I say I think if anything I sought more cohesion with the plots in the first third, as I personally wanted a clearer symbol of where the book was heading. Also, in none of the three parts was Dublin existent as a character. We only get a couple of lines of dialogue in anything like Oirish phonetic speech, and I think this would have been more enlivened by highlighting its Irish origins and character.
Beyond that I definitely felt happy enough to stay to the end, a set piece of some success, for it is emotional, interesting, and certainly might have been less understated. It matches the preceding hundreds of pages - events and styles that might suggest some unearthly state-of-the-nation novel, but instead offer both a broad scope, and engaging characters joined by unusual connections.
For fans of the larger read, with the patience to learn of the Irish experience of World War One, and physics theories from the outer edge of understanding, alongside their enjoyable young love scenarios, ''Skippy Dies'' can be recommended. I can see some though taking the format as an excuse, to put down part one and never actually getting round to going further.
I must thank Penguin's kind people for my review copy.
For more of Dublin we can recommend [[A Bit of a Scandal by Mary Rose Callaghan]] and [[A Bit of a Scandal by Mary Rose Callaghan]].
{{amazontext|amazon=0241141826}} {{waterstonestext|waterstones=6083432}}
|title= Skippy Dies
|author= Paul Murray
|reviewer= John Lloyd
|genre=Literary Fiction
|summary= Life and death in and around an Irish private school, in this all-encompassing brick of a novel, which does resolve into an enjoyable plot.
|rating=3.5
|buy= Maybe
|borrow= Yes
|format= Paperback
|pages=672
|publisher= Hamish Hamilton
|date= February 2010
|isbn=978-0241141823
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0241141826</amazonuk>
|amazonus=<amazonus>0241141826</amazonus>
}}
Life in Seabrook College is a mess. Some of the staff are young enough to remember their own school days there, but many are certainly too old for that. A lot of the boys are victims of ragging and bullying for being too chunky, or too smart - but some are so chunky and smart there's a certain kudos to them. The female of the species is a thing only spied from their own school next door, and only met by selling them ritalin as a weight-control pill, or meeting them at the very rare combined school disco.
You'll notice I didn't start my summary with the plot, and for several chapters I couldn't be sure which of the many plots would be priority here - the tale of the master caught between his girlfriend and the luscious new geography teacher, the drug-dealing friends, or the pair of Skippy and Blowjob, which the blurb defines as the centre of the book. It's to the author's merit that I stuck through a lot of pages to eventually find the blurb was correct. Although my copy comes in one chunk, the finished product will be widely available in three boxed parts, and it's most of the first part I sought more clarity from.
Skippy (real name Daniel Juster) and Blowjob (Ruprecht van Doren) are a mismatched pair. Skippy is trying to survive the school as best he can, Ruprecht is trying to further the world with his physics and astronomy genius. One desperately wants to see a UFO with his telescope, his room-mate uses it to look at a flying saucer of his own - a Frisbee, played with by a lovely girl at the other school, on her own.
Now, I'm never going to love a book that's 672 pages long, but this title made a very good fist of it. It takes in a lot by the end, with Ruprecht as an active observer of the world, coming to find the interplay of the genders akin to the wonkiness of the universe and the eleven dimensions he thinks we live in. There's a host of esoteric experiments and events here (not least the opening chapter, where we see why the book's so called, courtesy of some uneaten donuts). I'll leave it to you to decide if there should have been more, for the wackiness I think would be tiresome stretched out so far, or if you'd prefer more of the more regular fictive sagas of the different love triangles formed here.
As I say I think if anything I sought more cohesion with the plots in the first third, as I personally wanted a clearer symbol of where the book was heading. Also, in none of the three parts was Dublin existent as a character. We only get a couple of lines of dialogue in anything like Oirish phonetic speech, and I think this would have been more enlivened by highlighting its Irish origins and character.
Beyond that I definitely felt happy enough to stay to the end, a set piece of some success, for it is emotional, interesting, and certainly might have been less understated. It matches the preceding hundreds of pages - events and styles that might suggest some unearthly state-of-the-nation novel, but instead offer both a broad scope, and engaging characters joined by unusual connections.
For fans of the larger read, with the patience to learn of the Irish experience of World War One, and physics theories from the outer edge of understanding, alongside their enjoyable young love scenarios, ''Skippy Dies'' can be recommended. I can see some though taking the format as an excuse, to put down part one and never actually getting round to going further.
I must thank Penguin's kind people for my review copy.
For more of Dublin we can recommend [[A Bit of a Scandal by Mary Rose Callaghan]] and [[A Bit of a Scandal by Mary Rose Callaghan]].
{{amazontext|amazon=0241141826}} {{waterstonestext|waterstones=6083432}}
