I’m mistrustful of year-end lists especially best-ofs.
I didn’t get to all the books I wanted to read (or write about) this year – though a number of the ones I liked have appeared in this column over the past twelve months.
For my last selection here in 2015 I’ve chosen a book that’s old (originally published in 1997) and new (reissued this year) and that I’ve only just finished: Gary Indiana’s Resentment.
I read the novel with great pleasure and with a kind of deep attention that I can’t summon for all books – though I might want to.
In that respect it has come as a year-end gift despite the fact that it trolls America’s darker instincts.
The novel circles around a murder trial in Los Angeles that is based on that of the Menendez brothers’ parricide in 1994 and follows the peregrinations of Seth – a reporter who is both attending the trial and writing a celebrity puff piece.
The swirl of Seth’s various encounters – the details of the trial and the seediness of wealth congeal into an ugly mass that so aptly captures the tabloid heart of America.
Perhaps because this time of year is acutely sordidly commercial I found the novel’s every line to be viscerally true.