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Loving Monsters
A chance encounter in a local store leads a writer to undertake to record the life of his neighbour, the enigmatic Raymond Jerningham Jebb; 'Jayjay' to his friends, self-styled impostor and lover. From the terrace of his Tuscan villa Jayjay offers him a biographer's a no-holds barred account of a life lived in pursuit of the thrill of endless possibility.
Jayjay recounts in tantalizing detail his journey from the foggy, gas-lit streets of south-east London to life in colonial Egypt. Successive exploits lead him from the Suez of the 1930s, with its flop houses, shady backstreet cafes and burgeoning trade in pornographic images, to Alexandria in the heady months leading to the outbreak of the Second World War. As the months go by and their relationship evolves, the writer comes to question Jayjay's seeming candour and his own role as interpreter and evaluator of another man's life. Finally, as the layers of his constructed identity are uncovered, Jayjay comes to reveal the true nature of his love.
Jayjay recounts in tantalizing detail his journey from the foggy, gas-lit streets of south-east London to life in colonial Egypt. Successive exploits lead him from the Suez of the 1930s, with its flop houses, shady backstreet cafes and burgeoning trade in pornographic images, to Alexandria in the heady months leading to the outbreak of the Second World War. As the months go by and their relationship evolves, the writer comes to question Jayjay's seeming candour and his own role as interpreter and evaluator of another man's life. Finally, as the layers of his constructed identity are uncovered, Jayjay comes to reveal the true nature of his love.
- GenresFiction
Hardcover
First published February 1, 2001
About the author
James Hamilton-Paterson
37 books90 followersJames Hamilton-Paterson is a poet and novelist.
He is one of the most reclusive of British literary exiles, dividing his time between Austria, Italy and the Philippines.
He is one of the most reclusive of British literary exiles, dividing his time between Austria, Italy and the Philippines.
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September 9, 2007
One of the richest, most intellectually playful and most moving novels I've read in years. Now that Hamilton-Paterson has had some success with the charming, but minor, Cooking with Fernet Branca, it would be good to see his earlier work made more readily available.
April 24, 2022
Ik ben op bladzijde 30 maar dit boek gaat het niet worden. De 'tongue & cheek' pakt me niet. Nuffige, barokke taal. Ik heb destijds ontzettend genoten van 'Cooking with Fernet Branca'. Helaas lijkt dat het enige boek van James Hamilton -Paterson te worden dat ik met plezier heb gelezen. Bij alle andere boeken haak ik vroegtijdig af. Ook bij dit boek.
August 7, 2011
"Loving Monsters" is fiction in the form of a biography - which seems to have confused several reviewers. Possibly at the root of the fiction is the fact that the author appears in it as a character - the real James H-P is also the fictional James-the-writer who serves as a major element in the story. That and the photos. Pity some of them couldn't be published. (Or so we're told in a footnote - one never knows quite what's fiction and what's not).
Italy also appears as a character, as does war-time Egypt and there's a walk-on part for Southeast Asia. (You think that's whimsical? Places should always be characters when they appear in books).
The plot - well, there's hardly any plot. It's the story of Raymond Jerningham-Jebb as narrated to James Hamilton-Paterson, with additional material by the author. In other words, JJ provides incident, James gives commentary and rumination. Personally I found JJ quite an engaging character, far more so then JHP, whose life doesn't appear to have been anywhere near as interesting - but then, it's hard to compete with a man who laid the foundation of his fortune by cornering the filthy postcard market in 1930s Suez. From there it was but a short step to merchant banking, the Queen Mother, and Baroness Thatcher. But as JHP says in one of his somewhat wet-blanketish asides, no story can be built on mere incident. Well, he's wrong there of course, a great many are - take Dean Koontz - but no interesting, engaging, absorbing story that makes you want to just sit quietly and think for half an hour after you finish it. Which is how I felt on reaching the last pages of Monsters.
JHP - the real one - has also written a series of three comic novels arranged around the person of Gerald Samper. The first and last are works of genius. Read them after, not before, Monsters.
Italy also appears as a character, as does war-time Egypt and there's a walk-on part for Southeast Asia. (You think that's whimsical? Places should always be characters when they appear in books).
The plot - well, there's hardly any plot. It's the story of Raymond Jerningham-Jebb as narrated to James Hamilton-Paterson, with additional material by the author. In other words, JJ provides incident, James gives commentary and rumination. Personally I found JJ quite an engaging character, far more so then JHP, whose life doesn't appear to have been anywhere near as interesting - but then, it's hard to compete with a man who laid the foundation of his fortune by cornering the filthy postcard market in 1930s Suez. From there it was but a short step to merchant banking, the Queen Mother, and Baroness Thatcher. But as JHP says in one of his somewhat wet-blanketish asides, no story can be built on mere incident. Well, he's wrong there of course, a great many are - take Dean Koontz - but no interesting, engaging, absorbing story that makes you want to just sit quietly and think for half an hour after you finish it. Which is how I felt on reaching the last pages of Monsters.
JHP - the real one - has also written a series of three comic novels arranged around the person of Gerald Samper. The first and last are works of genius. Read them after, not before, Monsters.
August 3, 2011
This book was so beautiful that I can't wait to check out more by James Hamilton-Paterson. I'm not the only one - that was the gist of the review excerpt from The Spectator.
October 20, 2021
An interesting literary device, telling a novel through a fictional biography where the writer is as much a character as the subject of the biography. This permitted the author to jump around in time and location rather effectively. Ironically it was the whole section of JayJay's past that I found really boring . There is no tension there as you know he survives and characters are introduced but you never get attached to them, so those whole sections only serves to highlight the interactions in the present time. That is where the book is at it's peak with very wry and interesting back and forth between two smart insightful characters.
January 6, 2015
There are a lot of great things about this book: a deliciously queer lens, a historical sensibility, and a narrative strength. In other words, the main character, Jayjay, embodies a quirky, playful challenge to the early 20th century cultural norms, the story moves from pre World War II England (the least interesting part of the book) to back room bars and illegal pornography rings in Suez and Cairo and orgies on a Nile Houseboat to air raids in Alexandria. The snapshots of the underground economies of pornography and drugs in Egypt in pre-war time, as well as the queer parties and spaces, are really captivating. There is a voyeuristic pleasure in reading this--which is not ironically a major theme in this book. Jayjay claims to be first and foremost an imposter, someone who can slip into the skin and language of someone else. This is another major theme in this book--the relationship between what is concealed and what is not, what is affected and the 'real', and the what we reveal to others and do not. The themes are carried through and appear in clever ways and the pacing is especially well done in this regard.
Where the book fails is two-fold: in the narrating character (not the main character) and the writing. The worst parts of the book are those where the narrating character veers from the story of Jayjay to focus on his own life. This narrator's life and story are totally inconsequential to the book. These parts drag horribly. And the writing reaches its most irritating heights in these parts. The language is sometimes so tortured and overdone that I found myself putting the book down many times. The tone is so self-conscious and smug that you REALLY learn to hate the narrator, and possibly the writer himself. While there are definitely some great quotes and gems in this book, they happen when the writer isn't trying as hard as he seems to be for the majority of the book. This is why I gave this book 3 stars.
Where the book fails is two-fold: in the narrating character (not the main character) and the writing. The worst parts of the book are those where the narrating character veers from the story of Jayjay to focus on his own life. This narrator's life and story are totally inconsequential to the book. These parts drag horribly. And the writing reaches its most irritating heights in these parts. The language is sometimes so tortured and overdone that I found myself putting the book down many times. The tone is so self-conscious and smug that you REALLY learn to hate the narrator, and possibly the writer himself. While there are definitely some great quotes and gems in this book, they happen when the writer isn't trying as hard as he seems to be for the majority of the book. This is why I gave this book 3 stars.
February 14, 2023
I've read this book twice, I bought a copy, so you can guess that I like this book but in fact that barely scratches the surface. This book is wonderful, it is about as perfect a reading experience as I can imagine. Mr. Hamilton-Patterson is an immensely talented writer - he has written the only worthwhile biography of Ferdinand Marcos (goggle it the name means nothing).
I am not going to say to much about the storyline of this novel, and it is a novel, I am sure I am not the only reader who was confused about the reality of some of the more wonderfully bizarre characters (I hope it won't spoil anyones pleasure too much to learn in advance that brilliant Austrian anthropologist and his collection of ethnographic pornography is fictional) but then there is so much in the book that is true. Not just the anecdotes of war time Cairo but the wonderfully imagined boyhood in pre war London of the books main character. Mr. P-H is a writer who despite his determination to reveal nothing about himself allows the reader to feel that he is in fact discovering the 'real' H-P in the writings, that unintentionally or subliminally something only a perceptive and dedicated reader has been placed there to be divined.
Of course I don't if H-P has, but it is the strength and beauty of his writing and storytelling that you feel this.
It is one of the finest most remarkable books I have read in longtime. I will return to it again. I hope many more people will discover this remarkable writer and book.
I am not going to say to much about the storyline of this novel, and it is a novel, I am sure I am not the only reader who was confused about the reality of some of the more wonderfully bizarre characters (I hope it won't spoil anyones pleasure too much to learn in advance that brilliant Austrian anthropologist and his collection of ethnographic pornography is fictional) but then there is so much in the book that is true. Not just the anecdotes of war time Cairo but the wonderfully imagined boyhood in pre war London of the books main character. Mr. P-H is a writer who despite his determination to reveal nothing about himself allows the reader to feel that he is in fact discovering the 'real' H-P in the writings, that unintentionally or subliminally something only a perceptive and dedicated reader has been placed there to be divined.
Of course I don't if H-P has, but it is the strength and beauty of his writing and storytelling that you feel this.
It is one of the finest most remarkable books I have read in longtime. I will return to it again. I hope many more people will discover this remarkable writer and book.
October 12, 2017
More serious than the comedies. Very good.
The emotional 'key' to JayJay is interesting - a device for creating suspense.
Made me think of a number of other books with a mystery in the back-story, which is eventually revealed... and whether the mystery is sufficient to drive the plot. Other examples
- the scene in Kite Runner where the narrator betrays his friend... was it such a big betrayal?
- another example is the Reader (Schlink), where I found it hard to believe that the woman would get herself into so much trouble simply to avoic conceding that she was unable to read...
One hidden event that works very well was the 'crime' in Ian McEwan's Atonement
The emotional 'key' to JayJay is interesting - a device for creating suspense.
Made me think of a number of other books with a mystery in the back-story, which is eventually revealed... and whether the mystery is sufficient to drive the plot. Other examples
- the scene in Kite Runner where the narrator betrays his friend... was it such a big betrayal?
- another example is the Reader (Schlink), where I found it hard to believe that the woman would get herself into so much trouble simply to avoic conceding that she was unable to read...
One hidden event that works very well was the 'crime' in Ian McEwan's Atonement
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