The Peculiar Memories of Thomas Penman
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Publisher Description
“Never before has the painful, knotty journey to maturity been depicted with such gusto. . . . Riotously profane” (Patrick McGrath, The New York Times Book Review).
Thomas Penman is enduring a very bad adolescence. Growing up in dark, dingy 1950s England, Thomas has problems. These include an unspeakable personal hygiene issue, an eccentric, ailing grandfather who speaks to him in Morse code, an unrequited passion for the lovely Gwen Hackett, and an incriminatingly large stash of pornography. To cap it all, his warring parents are having him followed by a private investigator. It’s hard to believe things could get much worse for him, but, in fact, they are about to . . .
A New York Times Notable Book
“An Oscar-winner for the screenplay to The Killing Fields, Robinson debuts in the novel with the hilarious and engaging story of a working-class British teen growing up in the 1950s . . . Love, youth, and satire delivered with the verve and allure of, say, Amis—the real one, that is, not the modernized Martin, but lordly and hilarious Kingsley.” —Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
“A dysfunctional family in an English coastal town of the late 1950s achieves chaotic free-fall in this mordantly comic, rowdy first novel about an unloved, neglected boy’s furious search for identity . . . The author manages to fuse lyricism, teen angst and raunchy satire of adult hypocrisy into a funny, tender, fiercely beautiful exploration of the humiliations, traumas, sexual awkwardness, first loves and false steps of adolescence.” —Publishers Weekly
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
A dysfunctional family in an English coastal town of the late 1950s achieves chaotic free-fall in this mordantly comic, rowdy first novel (published last year in England) about an unloved, neglected boy's furious search for identity. English screenwriter Robinson (The Killing Fields; Withnail & I) has created an ambivalent antihero in asthmatic, big-eared, cynical Thomas Penman, age 14 in 1959, a sensitive imp who writes poems to his girlfriend Gwendolin Hackett and savors Dickens and antiques. Caught in a tug of war between parents who loathe each other and sleep at opposite ends of their dilapidated Victorian house, Thomas manifests a hurt, darker side: he tortures crabs, blasting them to hell on homemade rockets, and, under the impression that beloved, comatose Grandpa Walter is dead, riffles through the codger's pornography collection. The narrative, overspiced with four-letter words, swings from broad farce to domestic tragedy, from bathroom humor to self-discovery, with fairly predictable, peculiarly English results. Robinson hews to an idiosyncratic vision, as Thomas stubbornly unearths family secrets--learning that Walter is dying of cancer, and discovering the true identity of his own biological father. The author manages to fuse lyricism, teen angst and raunchy satire of adult hypocrisy into a funny, tender, fiercely beautiful exploration of the humiliations, traumas, sexual awkwardness, first loves and false steps of adolescence.
