By Eoin McNamee
Victor Kelly is the resurrection man, a violent and ruthless Protestant killer roaming the streets of Belfast in the 1970s. In this, his brilliant and shocking debut novel, Eoin McNamee announced his arrival as one of the leading chroniclers of Ireland’s fractured past.
Victor Kelly is an artist of sorts - a man who transfigures other men, whose victims are etched with care and craft suggesting a larger purpose. The dense, enfolded maze of Belfast is his habitat; he prowls streets and alleys with the silence of a skilled predator. While Victor offers neither comfort nor absolution, his power over death ensures him a form of eternal life—if only in men’s memories and dreams.
A novel based on the Shankill Butchers.
“I believe that with Resurrection Man, I sort of wrote myself out, exhausted whatever literary resources I had,” he says. “It was a long time before I could find another story that I could stick with for the duration of a novel. It’s not that I’m reluctant to start a new novel, it’s just that if I’m writing without conviction I run out of steam after about twenty pages. But I never stopped writing. I’ve never done anything else really”. Further, on the film of Resurrection Man: “The Tory press lined up to take pot-shots at this “poisonous out-pouring of anti-unionist bile“ [… It was effectively censored in the North it was shown on only one screen in the entire province.’”
“One of the heavy hitters of the contemporary literary Renaissance…the novel is hugely and alarmingly evocative and marks McNamee as a writer of significance. A dark vision of evil loosed into an already chaotic world…an undoubtedly important novel.”
Colin Lacey, The Irish Voice
“Intelligent, penetrating perceptions into his characters’ thoughts and actions ... Brilliant.”
Chris Patsilelis, The Washington Post Book World
“Compelling ... poignant ... Mr McNamee is a writer of such vision and such angry prose that anything by him is worth a look.”
The New York Times Book Review
“An extraordinary book, illuminating not only the political map of Belfast but also the dark ring-roads of collective memory and the secret blueprints inside our heads.”
“Achingly exquisite prose as concentrated as poetry, as unfailing an ear for the cadences and quirks of Belfast dialogue as Roddy Doyle has for Dublin and a fatalistic sense of suspense.”
TYPE OF PUBLICATION
978-0-312-14716-7, 10: 0-312-14716-3