June 8, 2010 § Leave a Comment
There is something about Rushdie and the optimism bug. Every time I start reading a book of his, I am bit by it!Anyway, my first impression about the book was:-
Well he does throw in a bit of his usual absurdity, but it isn’t all that bad. In fact, the book was quite enjoyable. It has a nice innate tempo, which doesn’t bore you or confuse you and he doesn’t run away into too many parallels either.
The author sets about introducing us to life of Malik Solanka, “retired historian of ideas, irascible doll maker, and since his recent fifty-fifth birthday celibate and solitary by his own(much criticized) choice,…”. We get into the ‘head’ of a fellow who doesn’t trust himself and is scared that he might hurt others. He also has a terrible childhood(which the author reveals later, with voyeuristic pomp and ado, not to forget disgusting) and now is haunted by the ‘furies’.