Rancid Pansies

I first became aware of HP's work with Seven Tenths. As an oceanography graduate I was thrilled by the book - it infused the ocean with poetry, drama and dread. I then delved into canonical works like Gerontius and the later Ghosts of Manila and Griefwork - books that cemented his place amongst my favourite (serious, heavyweight) writers. Then along came the brilliant Samper trilogy - it is testament to the man's talent that he can take a wildly different style of writing, inhabit it and attain seemingly effortless feats. The trilogy has had me bursting out in laughter on the tube, it's very, very funny. Quite cruel at times, too. For a man as incognito as HP, I suspect that Samper (as a lightly veiled, autobiographical, sketch) is the closest we will get to know what HP is actually like. A wonderful trilogy...

excellent - (0/0 people found this helpful)

but Cooking with Fernet Branca is still my favourite. Amazingly this author writes really beautiful serious books too.

A warped snigger on every page (1/1 people found this helpful)

Marvellous stuff: another JHP triumph: cannot understand why more people dont read this marvellous author who can be read at many levels but all with great enjoyment. A warped snigger on every page: an effete Tom Sharpe de nos jours?

"It's wonderful what a good solid sum of money will do for the spirits...[but] it is never safe to heave a sigh of relief." (2/3 people found this helpful)

After winning the Whitbread Award in 1989 for Gerontius, a serious literary novel, Hamilton-Paterson most recently has written in a completely different vein--three wild, off-the-wall novels starring Gerald Samper, an aesthete who loves gourmet food, clothing, and cutting edge social commentary. Samper is, however, something of a jerk, a man so self-absorbed that he "lurches from crisis to crisis," never pausing for reflection. Despite these unsympathetic qualities, however, Samper cannot help but amuse and intrigue readers as he involves us in his whirlwind activities and the rollercoaster of his life.

Rancid Pansies begins with the plummeting of Samper's Tuscany house down a ravine during an earthquake. A facetious remark Samper makes as he is being evacuated from the site of his now-vanished home--that Princess Diana had appeared in a vision and warned him and his guests to abandon the house seconds before disaster struck--has led ultimately to hordes of pilgrims descending on his property. A makeshift shrine has become a grotto, and the local mayor and the "comune" see the tourist potential. Marta Priskil, next door, a former nemesis, can no longer work because of the noise and distraction, and Samper persuades her to move and work with him on an opera about Princess Diana, the royal family, and the movement to declare her a saint.

Samper continues experimenting with culinary "delicacies," such as hedgerow broth with gently seethed owl pellets, liver smoothies, and Mice Krispies Vol-au-Vent, however, giving new meaning to the term "throwing a dinner." Hamilton-Paterson is too good a writer, however, to rely on this low humor for the entire novel. He satirizes British pretentions, British life, and even the royal family, his satire taking on added dimensions as Samper travels and comments about the differences between Italy, where he lives, and England where his business interests, and many of his friends, reside.

A great punster, lover of word play, and creator of wild anagrams, including the title of this book (which is also the name of Samper's opera), Hamilton-Paterson (and, by extension, Samper) keeps the reader amused at his cleverness, even as the "plot," explodes in several different directions.

When Samper and Marta's opera finally has its premiere in England, Hamilton-Paterson gives new meaning to the term "opera buffa," as the evening turns so absurd that no pretense at seriousness can be maintained. Samper's libretto is clever and blackly humorous, the satire of the royals is wicked (though a bit trite), and the results are memorable. Impossible to categorize, this novel is a series of loosely connected episodes, each more absurd than the previous one, with dark humor, satire, and word play running riot, and the reader hanging on for the wild ride. n Mary Whipple

Gerontius
Cooking with Fernet Branca
Amazing Disgrace
Playing with Water: Passion and Solitude on a Philippine Island (Twentieth Century Lives)

Third helping: A curate's egg (2/3 people found this helpful)

I genuinely liked the first two instalments of the adventures of Gerald Samper, bonvivant, aspiring artist and chef extraordinaire, mainly for the abundance of finely honed wit, acid repartee and shamelessly camp phrasing. Basically, these virtues are still there in volume 3; but either their brilliance has really somewhat dimmed, or I have simply grown tired of the formula. I also found that the crude innuendo ever so often lurking just beneath the polished surface of the prose this time positively grated on me, though I am not aware of having turned into a prude.

What's more, the central plot device, turning the late Princess Diana into an object of religious veneration and operatic endeavour, is only mildly entertaining; and the closing pages, in which Samper's opera is given its first night performance, lack any proper sense of climax despite some perfunctory stabs at farcical complications. What I cared for least were the e-mails interspersed with Samper's narration, written by his partner and addressed to some colleague; this view on Samper from outside did nothing for me to round off his character and at times was plain boring.

James Hamilton-Paterson

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Very, very funny trilogy... (0/0 people found this helpful)

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A warped snigger on every page (1/1 people found this helpful)

"It's wonderful what a good solid sum of money will do for the spirits...[but] it is never safe to heave a sigh of relief." (2/3 people found this helpful)

Third helping: A curate's egg (2/3 people found this helpful)

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