A tale of comedic proportions which offers time travel and alternative pop history as its back drop this was always an interesting read though I suspect only a taster of what I can expect from visiting this author in the future. All in all I enjoyed this book it was engaging enough whilst reading but I suspect it's The first book I have read from this author and although it seems to hark back to previous tales throughout this didn't really spoil my enjoyment as in itself this was a complete tale.
All in all I enjoyed this book it was engaging enough whilst reading but I suspect it's one I might not revisit just due to the fact that it didn't have the impact a book needs for me to 're read it. It has a clever plotline. It is genuinely funny at times. It's complex, yet mostly the author tries to ensure you keep up.
It's in touch with modern culture and isn't scared to be daring. It doesn't overstay it's welcome either, punchy and mostly to the point. Here comes the however. The writing style is inconsistent at times as Rankin steps out of storytelling to tell the reader things directly - it makes reading slighting uncom Theres plenty of good news about Sex, Drugs and Sausage Rolls. The writing style is inconsistent at times as Rankin steps out of storytelling to tell the reader things directly - it makes reading slighting uncomfortable when it happens.
There are some gaping holes in the plot, which Rankin is clearly aware of and makes no apology for. Do those misdemeanours make a poor book? It's still typoical chaotic fun from start to finish. Better than most of his work, if you haven't read Rankin before it's a fine place to start.
If you like Rankin then you'll be at home. If you've read a Rankin book before you'll be pleased to know this is another enjoyable book. Its strange, confusing and ever so slightly mad. Most of Rankin's books start well. They get out of the blocks with a bang and before you know it, you're pages in convinced you're reading his masterpiece.
Then quite often the final two thirds of the book struggle to shine as brightly as the opening. Sex and Drugs and Sausage Rolls is a good example of this. It tells the tale of Pooley and Omally meeting time-travelling future-types who come back to the 20th Century to watch the greatest musical acts of the age.
However, the Mixed feelings. However, the fandom of these future-types is so great, they change the past, meaning John Lennon never dies, and Elvis lives on long enough to record a rap album, and Richard Branson's Virgin empire to take over the world well, Brentford.
So far, so good, but the plots gets a little too thick, with so much to juggle, that Rankin resorts to having one chapter in the final third devoted to reminding you what's going on, and it's not done in a gentle way, it's as subtle as a brick to the face.
And it's never good when the author has to break free of the magical world he's created to say 'look, are you lot keeping up? He should get some time on the naughty step for that as it really disappointed. However, what Rankin can do, regardless of whether the plot is working or not is write, strong sunny cartoonish prose with tremendous skill. The craft of his writing never wavers, it's just the plot that starts unraveling, and the sad feeling at the end of the book was that the amazing start wasn't followed up with an equally amazing ending.
Looking at it commercially, he was turning out a book a year on average when this came out - so, I'd guess he had a deadline to hit, a publisher to keep happy, and the next book to write - which is a shame as I couldn't help but feeling a bit cheated by the end of this book and wanted the author to try and bring everything together in more coherent and pleasing way.
Oh yeah - there were no sausage rolls in this novel. This drivel however, was written in the nineties, and a lot of the jokes are alread.