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For making up this, I introduce my favorite book review.
Nutty love - ゛Mr Peanut゛ 書評、妻殺しの衝動。August? 14th 2010 P71 N1P31
There is a perverse romance to Adam Ross's debut, ゛Mr Peanut゛. This is a book about love. Or, rather, it's about how love's honey grow dims with time, after years of compromise and routine. That means it's about marriage, its loneliness and gloom, and the way longing for freedom from its prison can inspire thoughts of murder. Or perhaps it is a thriller, about men who love their wives but kill them, or simply wish they were dead. But at root of it all is love, that most absurd and precious thing, and how hard it is to make it stay.
゛When David Pepin first dreamed of killing his wife, he didn't kill her himself. He dreamed convenient acts of God.゛With this opening sentence, Mr Ross has got our attention. His hero, David, is a successful video-game designer in his 30s whose marriage has ゛existed in a state of stasis゛for years. He and his wife, Alice, are university sweethearts whose charmed uion took a hit once they began trying to have children. Some years and several miscarriages later, they have forgetten how to talk to each other. Alice has grown fat； David is keeping secrets. Occasionally he imagines her falling victim to a freak accident - a tumbling crane, say, or spiralling helicopter. Something swift, efficient and blameless.
When Alice is found dead in their New York flat, evidence of foul play is investigated by two men with their own chequered romantic stories. There is Ward Hastroll, a detective who occasionally dreams of pillow-smothering his bedridden wife (゛Is this, he wondered, what it means to grow old together?゛) then there is Sam Sheppard, a character based on a doctor who was famously convicted in the 1950s for killing his wife. These men long for their freedom, but also yearn for what brought them together with their wives in the first place. Other characters include sundry mistresses and a weaselly killer-for-hire named Mobius. Mr Ross jumbles their stories together, coaxing meaning from the mix-and-match.
゛Mr Peanut゛is full of tricks； shifting narrations, quirky chronology and metanovels within novels. The effect is disorienting, but the characters are too well drawn to feel like pawns in some game. The result is a deliciously clever book, full of dark insight and even a touch of hope. Mr Ross dedicates the book to his wife, after all.
