Intimacy: A Novel

Argh.

I hated this story. Self-indulgent, self-pitying drivel about a man who is preparing to leave his hard working, patient, and frankly over-tolerant wife, the mother of his two children, because he wants to go out and have sex with younger, fitter, ‘more interesting' women.

Conversely, I enjoyed Kureishi's writing style, and there were a couple of sentences that stood out as really beautiful, though they were floating in a pile of shite so they were bound to stand out.

Part of me wonders if the point of this book was to hate it, in which case it's done its job very well and deserves five stars.

Not convinced.

Two stars, for the writing.