
I’m glad I picked up the book. The ‘Juliet’ of the
title is an album of rock music worshipped by the heroin’s obsessive live-in
lover. And the ‘Naked’ refers to a more recently discovered album from the same
performer, but in its raw state. It is, cleverly, the couple’s different
perceptions of these two music collections that act as the catalyst for the
events and revelations that make the story.
As a study of relationships, it’s a brilliant piece
of work. That the characters are peculiar is a given, but they are real people
for all that. Hornby has lived with these people, in his head if not in fact.
He understands them, loves them, loathes them, laughs with them, cries with
them. And the reader is sufficiently convinced by the portrayals to empathise
with them.
The northern seaside town is so well drawn that I
could believe I’ve lived there. As a northerner who spent some of my childhood
in such a place, I was instantly at home. The American experiences in the book
took me to places I hadn’t been and convinced me equally of their reality.
The interplay of the characters with their sometimes
tenuous, sometimes profound connections, came across naturally and with emotional
depth. There were passages where I laughed out loud, places I smiled and nodded
my agreement, portions that had me grinding my teeth with frustration at the
stupidity of man. All in all, a book I thoroughly enjoyed. I shall look out for
his other novels now and I readily recommend this author to all readers.
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