Jarieth Prendergast is an ex-pat Irishman, an aging punk rocker, a film snob, a copy-shop employee, and a truly desperate man. His marriage is in tatters and his career as an avant-garde artist is a non-starter. As the book opens, Jarleth receives a letter from his lawyer about a possible inheritance from his Aunt, and promptly falls into fits of delusion as hilarious as they are utterly pathetic. An extraordinary first novel that melds an Irish writer's high style and penchant for belly laughs with the grotesque smash-and-grab energy of pre-9/11 New York.
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