The playwright behind Art deals with a more bitter subject for her first novel. Samuel, ageing and misanthropic, sends a rambling and brutal open letter to his slacker son, the contents of which constitute the entire narrative. Life, love and the futility of the search for happiness are dealt with at length, and while Samuel's bleakness is hard to deal with, his bluntness is thought-provoking, his rant against youth culture forcing confrontations with mortality. A refreshing change from the saccharine inanities of the festive season.