Stuart writes fantastically, with a beautiful poetic adaptation to the disagreeable and the mundane. A “row of tooth marks on the windowsill” are “excellent little half-moons of hysteria.” A person on the street, misplaced in his reverie, cries “massive tears of dew”. Mungo is knocked down after a violent combat, inhaling “damp evening air in small, unbalanced gulps”. The novel conveys an enveloping sense of place, partly by means of the wit and musicality of its dialogue. He’s pushed, like “Shuggie”, by devotion to Glasgow. Stuart loves the symbolism of saints; Mungo takes its uncommon title from the legendary patron and founding father of the town. “Ah should have been loopy to present you such a reputation,” mentioned his mom. “Stephen would have been good,” he replies, “David. John.” The novel is exact, first within the rendering of what’s seen to the attention moderately than within the high-quality interiority. The characters voice virtually every part they assume and really feel, and what they are saying is what they actually imply. Irony happens within the hole between speech and actuality, moderately than within the interstices of speech and thought.
Two timelines are occurring concurrently. One is a fishing journey within the current. The opposite, Mungo and James’ love story, is ready within the latest previous. The 2 plots surprisingly overlap, producing suspense, however by no means fairly cohesive, particularly when occasions flip violent. And regardless of ample narrative problems, the e book’s most startling and transferring moments are quieter: a brother and sister on a bus heading silently towards an empty sky; an outdated mother-son ritual to destroy ladder tights; a postcard with nobody to ship it to.
The e book’s climax joins the timeline, suggesting that the most important thriller is how Mungo ended up within the desert with two unusual males. However the reader can already think about the reply solely too nicely, having lengthy since discerned an aura of maternal carelessness and neglect. Issues occur to Mungo that he believes he can by no means share with anybody. He finds it insufferable to be perceived; he fears that there’s something in him that marks him for loneliness and ache. And but Mungo, greater than every other Stuart protagonist, has the choice of selecting love – a style that would open up and blossom into odd flourishing, not the variability that immortalizes itself within the face of inevitable disaster. When he’s with James, it’s as if he has the opportunity of rewriting the previous by way of the longer term, that he can select tenderness moderately than concealment and destruction. Which model of him is true?