The men all think in well-formed sentences. The women all think in this unstructured, childish, stream-of-consciousness style. (The grammatical horrors are Updike’s – not mine. Sometimes just French kissing not that she ever really got with that, sloppy tongues and nobody can breathe, but all of a sudden you knew from the way their lips went hard and opened and then eased shut and away that it was over. They couldn’t have felt much it must have been just the idea of you. So much more trashing, that is.ĭear Lord, do these men think they invented sex? How do they think they arrived in this world? Did their mothers teach them to be potty-mouthed from birth? Or is it that they know the very best way to win a Pulitzer is to endlessly describe various sexual acts and fantasies? It’s like reading the secret diary of a 14-year-old child whose parents forgot to turn on the parental controls on the TV…īoy, there wasn’t any fancy business then, you didn’t even need to take off your clothes, just a little rubbing through the cloth, your mouths tasting of the onion on the hamburgers you’d just had at the diner and the car heater ticking as it cooled, through all the cloth, everything, off they’d go. Indeed, it could also be the review, but I’d find that deeply unsatisfying (and, oh dear, there is nothing worse in this life, according to the white, male, middle-aged, mid-twentieth-century American writer than feeling unsatisfied) because this book deserves so much more. Harry “Rabbit” Angstrom thinks about sex. So rather than waste more of my time on it by writing another review, here’s my 44% rant… Sadly it continued to disgust me all the way through, and I found nothing to change my opinion. But then I decided in a fit of masochism that I must finish it. I nearly abandoned the book at 44%, even going so far as to write my “review”. I hated Harry, but not as much as I grew to hate Updike. So Harry leaves her, driving off (in her car) to escape his humdrum existence and taking up with another woman, leaving Janice pregnant, with a toddler, no money and no transport. It’s rather annoying of Janice, therefore, to actually have needs of her own, and being heavily pregnant is surely no excuse for her asserting her unreasonable demands like which show she’d like to watch on TV.
He’s not too bothered about who with or even whether the other party is willing, because after all he realises that women exist simply to service men’s sexual needs. I’m not sure Harry realises that sex and pregnancy are linked – he’s not very bright. After trapping him into marriage at 23, Janice has now had the temerity to get pregnant for a second time. Now he demonstrates kitchen gadgets in five and dime stores, and fights with Janice, his wife. Harry “Rabbit” Angstrom was once a local hero for his prowess in college basketball. A true mid-twentieth century American hero… 🤬
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