Well, there’ll be quite a few long faces in Britain tonight, and maybe one or two very happy ones after the results of the Man Booker Prize were announced today.
There was around £100,000 in bets riding on the outcome of the Man Booker this year and the favourite by a country mile was Cloud Atlas, by David Mitchell. A William Hill (England’s largest bookmaker) spokesman said last week 'If Mitchell doesn't win it will be the biggest shock in betting terms since the Prize began … I'm convinced Mitchell will win'.
And guess what, he didn’t! It was very, very close though apparently. It took a few hours for the judges, chaired by Chris Smith, the former Labour Culture Secretary and Britain's first openly gay Cabinet minister, (all the articles say that, is it significant?) to make a decision.
The winner was The Line of Beauty by Alan Hollinghurst, ‘the first gay novel to win in 36 years’, according the Telegraph online (it doesn’t say what the last one was; who knows, I may try to track it down tomorrow if not too toddler-whipped).
Anyway, a brief synopsis:
The 20-year-old hero, shy Nick Guest, comes down from Oxford in the be-Thatcher’d summer of 1983 to London, where he takes a room in a friend’s house and begins his doctorate (on Henry James – an irony not lost, one assumes, on Colm Toibin, another strong favourite for the prize this year).
Said friend’s father is a Minister in Mrs Thatcher’s government. Nick is introduced to the seductive trappings of wealth by his adopted family and to other, more sordid pursuits (cocaine, for one) by a series of gay affairs – one of them with a young black chap and another with a depraved millionaire. He rounds it all off dancing at a party with la Thatch herself whilst completely trolleyed.
Anthony Quinn said when he interviewed Hollinghurst for the Telegraph back in April, that Hollinghurst was ‘in the prime of his writing life, and the immaculate rolling cadences of his new novel are right now the keenest pleasure English prose has to offer.’
Some say the gay sex scenes could put off people buying the book in droves as they did after DBC Pierre won the Man Booker last year (500,000 to date), others, like Anthony Quinn, say the sex has been whittled down remarkably from previous books.
Hmm. Guess we’ll just have to suck it and see. Sorry.
20 Oct 04 | Filed by Kathy | Add your comment (4 so far)Comment by Kei Islander ~ October 21, 2004 12:42 AM
Hoowee! Is it the year for gay novels or just gay novelists have written
better? I hated the excruciatingly bad dialect (and worse research apropos Moriori) in "Cloud Atlas" so - who cares?
Anybody had a strong choice for this year?
Comment by Julian Novitz ~ October 21, 2004 9:12 AM
Bah! David Mitchell gets robbed. Again. Seriously though - who didn't see this coming? Agree with Kei about the parts of C.A concerning the Moriori though. It almost read like Mitchell was writing from the PoV of a patronising, ignorant European visitor to the Pacific in the 19th Century... waitaminute... Let me see that book again...
Comment by Curt but not short ~ October 22, 2004 10:06 AM
The (Man) Booker Prize is only 36 years old. So notch one up for the "gay" novel. Any other specialty groups that we should watch out for next year? How about toddler whipping as a subject.
Comment by Kei Islander ~ October 22, 2004 7:04 PM
Oooo! ±Speaking from POV (noninterpretationalist of course) I'd love to see toddler-whipping books. Those poor scared scarred 30something parents as they struggle to comprehend the TWO yearold! The THREE year old! The - okay, let's just settle on 35 as the age of maturity and forget about every dreadfulthing beforehand.
Seriously, anyone really think they can call the next treand?

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