Reviews

  • "Astounding vivid snapshots that somehow mimic the fractured intensity of real firefight: the delicately crafted but deceptively powerful images of each staccato chapter linger and resonate. Reading this book is like remembering war…an expertly crafted work of dark beauty and intensity."

    Patrick Hennessey, The Times
  • "Wonderful – subtle and atmospheric. Foulds's prose frequently verges on poetry – with its intensity and neat turn of phrase … impressive."

    Frances Perraudin, Observer
  • "Adam Foulds writes like an angel about devilish things... The supple, sensuous beauty of his prose is bewitching… The pace and tension of a political thriller… Superb novel."

    Rebecca Abrams, Financial Times
  • "Powerful and persuasive… As admirable as it is disturbing."

    Allan Massie, Scotsman
  • "Adam Foulds is a young British novelist of striking talent and eclecticism. His style is first-rate, combining precision with a rich poetic imagination. He is able to do more with language, and at greater depth, than most other British novelists of his generation."

    Andrew Holgate, Sunday Times
  • "The pellucid elegance of Foulds’s fictional voice is entirely his own. He conjures with exhilarating assurance the sense of a postwar collapse of order so complete as to be almost voluptuous."

    Jane Shilling, Prospect
  • "Ambitious and diffuse... Foulds is a master of concision and clarity, and his prose is "poetic" in the best sense: never florid or rambling, each short sentence weighed and parcelled out."

    Tom Gatti, New Statesman
  • "The bleakness of Foulds’s message…is not reflected in the richness of the prose or characterisation of this deep, dark, demanding tale."

    Lesley McDowell, Independent on Sunday
  • "[Foulds] matches his flair for rhythm with a skilful ownership of both his prose and a complex narrative. All delivered with a minimalist restraint."

    Will Dean, Independent
  • "There's much to admire in this novel. Foulds has a searching eye for detail and an apparently helpless compulsion to wring imagery from his subject."

    Tim Martin, Daily Telegraph