I found the book different but not engaging and can't say I got any real pleasure from it. As
Scamp says above, it felt a bit like a text that you have to read and digest for an exercise, rather than something to immerse yourself into with a bar of chocolate and a glass of wine.
A deliberate distance from all the characters is maintained throughout the book, which meant I couldn’t engage or sympathise with them. Dan’s New York life for example, is assembled by statements from other, peripheral characters so I never got to feel any of the uncertainty, fear, self-loathing, indecision he must have felt in coming to terms with being a gay man. The feelings of others are described, the NY gay scene, the whole AIDS panic and fear – these are all drawn well, but Dan himself is cold and unknown.
We get closer to him at the end, when he’s back in the family home but for me, it was too late at that point – I wanted to know him from the beginning, when he thought he wanted to be a priest and when he married.
I felt the same about Emmet. His interactions with Alice don’t reveal much of his character at all and I found this irritating. A man in his job must surely feel huge compassion for the suffering of others and for mankind in general, but he never exhibits this through thought or word. We learn that others view him as a cold fish too – as he does himself, recognising his own inability to love.
There’s almost a feeling of dislike, of nastiness towards the characters that made it impossible for me to like them too, though I wanted to. Hanna’s alcoholism is almost treated as a generic, middle-class female problem, rather than one that is personal to her and her husband.
Constance was the only character who had real substance for me. We are allowed to get inside her head and to understand her life, feel her joy and sympathise with her cancer scare.
The love that is in the book is not happy or joyful (aside from Constance’s love for her children). Love is a weight, a tie, and is full of resentment, disappointments and unmet expectations.
So while I accept this a clever book, with vibrant imagery and interesting use of language, I don’t love it.