| Martin Amis writes books about how unlucky, rich middle-class white men are.There are often poor people and women in his books, but they are caricatures and usually "amusingly" grotesque, because he doesn't appear to actually know any poor people or women. I suppose the film is a fair reflection of his work. His old man had a far greater talent that diminished with age and booze and he ended his days as a drunken, right wing, antisemite. Lucky Jim is one of my favourite books, but you can see the roots of his misanthropy which Martin seems to have inherited. never trust a man in a blue trench coat, never drive a car when you're dead |