This week six books went back to the library. Of them, I liked Nick Hornby's Juliet, Naked best. I've never read a Nick Hornby book I haven't liked. His characters are honest, flawed, and funny. Annie, Duncan and Tucker are perfect examples. Their neuroses are charmingly real and only slightly exaggerated.
Just like real life,the story is perfect and ambiguous at the same time. Missing are the faux epiphanies, the soul-shattering redemption, the neat package tied up with a bow. Again, just like real life. Hornby manages to be sentimental without being mawkish and funny without making mockery. All of his books embrace the frailties of mediocrity and celebrate our ordinariness.