Thursday, January 7, 2010

The Acid House / Irvine Welsh / 1994

1. I didn't really finish this book because I skipped a few stories that were all in impenetrable brogue (? that's probably the wrong name-for-this-accent) like "You in the family wey again, ah asked, concentrating oan getting a nudge oan the bandit. A set ay grapes. That'll dae me." The hell? It probably hurt me in the end as these stories are all interconnected, although there are a few standalone stories (or at least I couldn't fit them into a cohesive storyline; that might be changed on a re-read).
2. No quotation marks, lack of pronouns, slang. Ouch.
3. Some funny bits, lots of (legal and illegal) drug use. I am amazed by his characters' fortitudes and ability to do. drugs. all. the. time. I suspect I should have known from seeing he wrote Trainspotting, but the thousands of dollars these kids would have been spending, it just boggles the mind.
4. Even when he writes from another characters' perspective it comes out sounding like Brian, the main character in most of the stories.

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