John Updike (Hamish Hamilton £25)
Blame the market, blame fin de siecle frustration, blame Irvine Welsh, but this mammoth tome has a whiff of the antique shop about it already. As today's young readers and writers pursue ever shorter, sharper shocks, stylistic experiments and brutal subject matter, they're more likely to revere the clipped prose of Bret Easton Ellis or the imaginative excesses of William Burroughs than the ornate, ruminative style of John Updike.
Updike knows he's out of vogue. The early part of this collection of essays and articles consists of bemused bumbles around a dreadfully confusing modern world, in which he casts himself as a disapproving granddaddy. At times he comes off as a charming curmudgeon (‘Now that I am 60, I see why the idea of elder wisdom has passed from currency. My thoughts have become not only fewer and smaller but more spiteful. The impression has been growing upon me that I am surrounded by hostile haircuts'). Elsewhere, he's more a whiskery conservative (’In an age of weakening Christian orthodoxy, the vigorous dogmas of political correctness and ethnic diversity are enforced everywhere’).
The sense lingers of someone hoodwinked by nostalgia into believing that the world around him, once innocent, is steadily degenerating. Updike observes politics and society from the outside, noting everything he can but admitting no involvement.
Grey matter: John Updike
His humorous pieces — on dancing, suntans, J. Edgar Hoover's wardrobe, golf, Christmas - are elaborate too, unfashionably embroidered and suggestive of the self- indulgent chatter of a rarefied New York dinner party. Nonetheless, there’s so much 'matter' here that dipping reveals unexpected treasures from a restless, magpie imagination.
Literary criticism makes up the bqu of the work, and covers a vast spectrum of authors; but Updike also turns his attention to cartoons, photography, furniture, cosmology, politics and Hollywood. He also writes at length about his own work (even going so far as to interview himself in the guise of his fictional alter-ego Henry Bech), making this an invaluable resource for Updike fans and scholars.
Whether his style alienates and whether his opinions grate or not, More Matter remains a staggering testament to the writer's boundless intellectual curiosity and range. It’s also strangely soothing in its retrogressive stance; Updike seeks to gently enlighten rather than challenge, and his prose flows rather than stumbles over self-imposed stylistic obstacles. As a whole this collection is oddly reminiscent of the scrapbook of some Victorian gentleman — good-natured, urbane, a few steps back from the puzzling fray of existence. In one imaginary debate, Updike has Johannes Guttenberg tell Bill Gates that ’Perhaps the book, like God, is an idea man will cling to.’ This, Updike's 50th published book, is compiled with that hope in mind. (Hannah McGill)
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102 THE lIST 16 Dec 1999—6 Jan 2000
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Like Tory voters, Rangers fans and porn watchers, there are millions of them out there, but feW seem Willing to confess Alongside those social pariahs, y0u can place the hordes who have bought (and bought into) the cult of Bridget Jones.
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herself, No one is saying that Ms Jones is Helen Fielding in any shape or form (after all, the creator has been revealed as a teetotal Virgin), but yOu have to wonder Just where she has come across the composite qualities which make up her bestselling character
There is the odd moment Within the book's 400 plus pages when a modiCum of sympathy or feeling Will rise in your chest, but you know she Will let you down - whether it’s taking off down a snowy slope without her skis, or setting fire to the wastebin With a lit fag-end, or the fact that a phone addict's regular hang-out would be called 192. You almost want to laugh out loud When she gets herself thrown into a Bangkok prison cell (Brian Donaldson)
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