About The Book
It has been twenty years since Jonathan Meades last published a novel.
Empty Wigs is at least five books in one: a giddinesss-inducing 900-page masterpiece which will cement his reputation as one of the great literary writers of our age.
Meades’ has been compared to Hogarth, Swift and Rabelais. This massive book shows why. It makes most modern fiction look thin and pusillanimous by comparison. Empty Wigs is a return to the novel's origins: stories within stories, frames within frames, mazes within mazes, colliding narratives, 'realities' which elide and separate, quick changing moods.
A hallucinatory ride in a gilded vessel through the sickness and labyrinthine squalor of the long twentieth century and its many poisonous antecedents. Many of Empty Wigs' stories are indeed bleak, perverse, harrowing. Many are tragically farcical. Some of its characters are irremediable. Others are merely flawed.
But the writing is neon-rich, gorgeous and baroque, funny and joyfully offensive.
Bosch and Goya, Dix and Schad...They didn’t do Mr Nice Guy. They did not suffer from angelism.
Nor does Meades
PRAISE FOR JONATHAN MEADES:
‘Meades is a very great prose stylist, with a dandy's delight in the sound and feel of words, and we are lucky to have him.' Ian Thomson, Spectator
‘Richly entertaining, invigorating, and provoking; the fearless Meades is to non-fiction what Michel Houellebecq is to the good-taste mongers and mutual masturbators of the fiction scene.’ Tim Richardson, Literary Review
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