"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
'Save Our Sharks says the new kiddie-friendly cartoon propaganda poster in the atrium of my local swimming pool. And I'm thinking: "Fuck. Is nothing sacred?" I mean, whatever next? Save Our Cancerous Cells?' So opens Joe's story. He's a man who looks like he's got it made: he's solvent, his career's going a dream and his girlfriend's a total babe. But something nasty is stalking his karma and fear is fast becoming terror. Black-eyed killer sharks are after him and the razor jaws of a Great White (Charcharodon Carcharias) are closing in on him. 'Here's a rare thing, a contemporary novel that's genuinely funny, cleverly conceived and written with a great deal of skill and dexterity.. . . Fin is slick, pacy and easy to read. Above all, though, it's funny. Much to my annoyance, I laughed out loud several times - and in public too' John Preston, Sunday Telegraph
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