Since I am about to comment on other people's published reactions to Martin Amis's novel Other People, it seems right to state in summary form my own feelings on the main matters that divided the reviewers. I thought it a remarkable work, highly readable and enjoyable, not incomprehensible or unduly difficult. I have probably not fully solved the 'mystery', or totally mastered the intricacies of the story's movement between Hell and the real world. I cannot raise much interest in the 'metaphysical' dimension referred to in the blurb, and rather think I don't need to. My first reading, before any reviews appeared, concurs with what I took Peter Ackroyd to be saying on Kaleidoscope, that the bulk of the narrative can be read and enjoyed in a moderately literal way as a mystery story set in London, even though the mystery turns out to be not soluble at this level. My second reading was helped by the author's explanation on Kaleidoscope and elsewhere, which gives the game away. I found some of the heroine's amnesiac talk too cute for comfort, but a lot of it very attractive. I came to the reviews with no expert knowledge of what John Sutherland calls 'the fiction industry' and 'the reviewing establishment'. His two excellent books, Fiction and the Fiction Industry (1978) and the recently published Best-Sellers, have helped me greatly.
LRB 7 May 1981 | PDF Download