One word can describe this book: BORING!
Yes, Roy is an excellent writer. But when your writing has a plot
that can't be followed because of all the similies and metaphores,
what is the point? There were enough metaphores to drown in. That
stuff usually goes over my head to begin with, but in this crazy
abundance I got fed up very quickly.
I ended up just skimming through some pages, which means I didn't
understand the ending at all. And I'm not too sad about it!
I can understand why this novel won the Booker Prize. Those books
are usually very dry, but always well written. This one fits the
mold.
However, the BBC list? Can't understand it!