Amidst the horrors of Auschwitz, German officer, Angelus Thomsen, has found love. As Thomsen and Doll’s wife pursue their passion – the gears of Nazi Germany’s Final Solution grinding around them – Doll is riven by suspicion.
Med Mødernes Hus har Martin Amis skrevet en både grusom, tankevækkende og vedkommende historie om kærlighed og kynisme i Stalins Gulaglejre i Sovjetunionen. Romanens anonyme fortæller,... Læs mere
'A true story, a murder story, a love story and a thriller bursting with humour, sex and often dazzling language' Independent
Rolling between London and New York he closes movie deals and spends feverishly, all the while grabbing everything he can to sate his massive appetites: alcohol, tobacco, pills, pornography and... Læs mere
Detective Hoolihan, a policewoman, a police in cop parlance, begins to investigate the death of Jennifer. The evidence swings towards suicide - the gun in her hand, the suicide note, the... Læs mere
In this remarkable work of autobiography, the son of the great comic novelist Kingsley Amis explores his relationship with his father and writes about the various crises of Kingsley's life, including the final one of his death.
Like John Updike, Martin Amis is the pre-eminent novelist-critic of his generation. Naipaul, Kurt Vonnegut, Iris Murdoch, Norman Mailer, Gore Vidal, Don DeLillo, Elmore Leonard, Michael Crichton, Thomas Harris - and John Updike.
Keith Nearing - a bookish twenty-year-old, in that much disputed territory between five foot six and five foot seven - is on holiday and struggling to twist the seventies’s emerging feminism towards his own ends.
Gregory leads an existence of formidable foppishness, his days and nights a series of effortless, titillating conquests. His foster brother, Terry, has to make do with the leavings as he trawls... Læs mere
The stories in this collection form a unity and reveal a deep preoccupation: '"Einstein's Monsters" refers to nuclear weapons but also to ourselves,' writes Amis in his enlightening introductory essay, 'We are Einstein's monsters: not fully human, not for now.'
Once close friends, writers Gwyn Barry and Richard Tull now find themselves in fierce competition. While Tull has spiralled into a mire of literary obscurity and belletristic odd jobs, Barry’s atrocious attempts at novels have brought him untold success.
Everyone is always out there searching for someone and something, usually for a lover, usually for love. She knows the time, she knows the place, she knows the motive, she knows the means.