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A terrorist and a president vie for supremacy in Bill Clinton’s daft fiction debut
In Martin Amis’s 1995 novel of literary enmity, The Information, Richard Tull, failing writer, walks the entire length of the plane that’s taking him to the US, from economy, where he is ignominiously marooned, to first class, where his super-successful rival, Gwyn Barry, lies “practically horizontal on a crimson barge”. During this perambulation, he somewhat loftily observes the books his fellow passengers are reading and thus is able to boost his increasingly wobbly amour propre. In economy, you see, it’s all Daniel Deronda and the first world war. Move towards the front of the plane, though, and the guys in “prestige stockings and celebrity slippers” are majoring exclusively in “chunky chillers and tub-like tinglers”: Cartel and Avarice and The Usurers; Magenta Rhapsody and Of Kingly Blood.
The much-hyped fictional “collaboration” between Bill Clinton, the ...