Salman Rushdie loses his ear with fatally flat results
Rushdie is an enormously intelligent writer, but it isn’t enough to redeem what turns out to be a slackly told, maddeningly circular tale
FICTION: The Golden House, By Salman Rushdie, Jonathan Cape, €16.10
Salman Rushdie’s 12th novel is a bit of a slog. It’s 380 pages long and feels, as you toil through its middle reaches, substantially longer. It also feels strangely empty; like some paradoxical astronomical phenomenon, The Golden House has considerable dimensions, but almost no mass.
It tells the story of an exiled Indian family, the Goldens, who, when their materfamilias is killed in ...
