Lendal Press has found a brilliant novelist in Matt Cook: funny, shrewd, satirical, disturbingly and entertainingly analytical in his psychology of character. This debut novel is narrated by a precocious 14-year-old, Benjamin Carter, whose family on his father’s side is having a collective nervous breakdown. Great-Aunt Pearl has died; her derelict house, ‘a riot of mould and malfunction’, must be sold for the benefit of family members, but first, within the chaotic mess, they must find her will.
Cook is master of the judicious turn of phrase. His imagination is detailed and original: Aunt Sally is the family’s ‘loveable, hopeless doormat’ who, when she blushes, looks like ‘a miserable pomegranate’; Pearl’s Miss Havisham-like bedroom is left to ‘whisper to itself’; the tendons of Ben’s dad’s neck stand out ‘like guitar strings’. Uncle Patrick ‘has failed upwards’.
Not many writers would see the possibilities of crafting a novel out of a house clearance, but Cook does.
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