I finished Rabbit, Run
by John Updike yesterday. I still can't believe that it took me this long to read Updike.
Before I even get into character, plot, and all that good stuff, let me talk a bit about the style. The prose here is dense, almost overwhelming at first, yet he writes about the mundane, revealing everyday glimpses of suburbia in a profound way. And the book is written in the present tense, jumping from one point of view to another -- making us privy to the thoughts of each character we encounter. Really nice writing -- very engaging.
The story here is of a young, straying husband who was a big basketball star in high school, but those days are behind him. He leaves his pregnant wife -- who is a drunk and rather unsympathetic character -- and runs into the arms of a whore, to whom he is introduced by no other than his former basketball coach -- once a god, now a broken and pathetic man. I'm sure you are getting the idea here -- all these people are flawed. Surburbia is diseased. However, at the same time he shows you the worst of his characters, Updike leaves them vulnerable and you can't help but feel sorry for them at times.
I'll be reading more about Rabbit at the first chance I get. Thank goodness there are three more novels and a novella to keep me busy.