the finkler question, howard jacobson
i will not be too rudely scathing but i put this book into the ‘sell’ pile right after finishing it. like, flipped through the intentionally blank pages at the end and then closed it and stood up and walked to the pile and put it on top. i finished reading it to see if there was anything which singled it out for the booker prize. i wonder how much better or worse or less comedic the book would be if did not substitute ‘finkler’ for ‘jewish’. it is a book that makes me not care about it. it was also a primarily male book with uselessly characterised main characters with stupid preoccupations and no significant narrative culmination and that also made me not care about it.
3/10 because now i know what jonathan safran foer thinks is ‘hilarious’
