![]() Manu Joseph lashes out at Madras in searing prose, taking his anger out on the great city and its remarkable stupidities in a way I will remember for some time. How the author managed to weave it all in, I have no clue, but he did, and so well. ![]() ![]() And the ideas that the author throws around are amazing, schizophrenia, good vs evil, revenge, shame, guilt, every human emotion is tackled at least once. All the characters look at life through him - before him and after him. But the figure that matters the most, of course, is Unni, and his presence in the book, though only physical when memories are being shared, is almost magical. Ousep Chacko carries the story along, and his flawed, disturbed character is absolutely mesmerizing. The story of a dysfunctional Malayali family in 1987 Madras, the novel is unputdownable. ![]() Manu Joseph has written a spectacular novel, one of those things that stay in your head years after you read it, and splinters from which you will use in conversation decades later. Unni, what an idiot you turned out to be, thinks Mythili Balasubramaniam, and as the book unfolds to reveal the character of Unni Chacko, we think the same. ![]()
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