Meanwhile, I’m reading David Peace’s Tokyo Year Zero, and despite my previous praise for his work, my feeling is that he’s becoming too close to a novelty act for comfort. I very seldom abandon a book midway, but here I’m sorely tempted to do so.
Peace’s style, and particularly his insistent use of repetition, is becoming downright irritating. James Meek wrote a very good review of this novel’s sequel (Occupied City) in a recent London Review of Books. The title he chose for his review, “Polly the Bleeding Parrot,” is both a quotation from a character in one of Peace’s books, and also (as Meek observes) a rather good indication of the gore and the excessive doubling that characterize them.