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The Pregnant Widow

3.05 of 5 stars 3.05  ·  rating details  ·  1,955 ratings  ·  284 reviews
An Italian poolside, Summer, 1970. Sex is very much on everyone's mind. The girls are acting like boys and the boys are going on acting like boys. Keith Nearing - a bookish twenty year old, in that much disputed territory between five foot six and five foot seven - is struggling to twist feminism towards his own ends. Torn between three women, his scheming doesn't come off ...more
Paperback, 470 pages
Published 2011 by Vintage (first published 2010)
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May 24, 2010 Jessica rated it 2 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: maybe baby boomers? men? so they can tell me if i'm missing something?
Recommended to Jessica by: no one, and in fact i read it AGAINST the infallible advice of mike reynolds
You know how women are always saying that what they want is a guy with a great sense of humor, while men are always saying that women love assholes? I've long thought, based on this, that a lot more women than'd admit it want to bang Martin Amis. Despite his innumerable turnoffs and appalling flaws, there is something bangable -- er, compelling about the guy and his writing. I gave The Pregnant Widow an extra star because (for reasons I can't fully explain) I did enjoy the first three quarters o ...more
Ruby Soames
An arse writing with his dick about tits.

I bet you if I told Amis that I found his book mildly offensive to women, he'd retort, well you've probably got small tits or you've not been laid recently. That's the voice I heard reading this novel. And I found it boring, empty and irritating - the novel was a page turner for the wrong reasons. Amis is no doubt a great writer - the prose is hands down perfect - but what he writes about is a joke: an unfunny, long and forgettable joke. Are we supposed
Life consists of waiting to fuck, fucking, and then remembering when you fucked. When you die, you think about how the fucks went. When you grow old and stare vacantly into the mirror, your 'bald patch receding into infinity', you say to yourself, 'Fuck, I rememember when I used to fuck, what happened to all those fucks.'

This is the impression of life I get from The Pregnant Widow, Martin Amis' latest novel. The book was originally planned to be an autobiographical account of Amis' sex life, but
Oct 04, 2010 J. rated it 2 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Tweens
On a remote Italian hilltop, magic and fireflies surround an enchanted castle... Evening descends and the Mediterranean azur deepens, around the sons and daughters of the absent affluent.

A paen to youth, a valentine, in fact, to words like paen and wordplay for its own sake; a bonbon of elegiac yearning and wonder. And in case you were wondering, happy coincidence, the screenplay simply writes itself.

Doesn't it just :
Lucky, larky lads and libertine lolitas drape themselves around every frame.
Loved it. Amis is softening, but it's a good thing. Man, people are so mean to him. Why do I look the other way? Maybe I feel bad about his upbringing. I didn't know about his sister. That's really sad, and he did a great job writing this book as a tribute to her.

HIs turns of phrase never cease to amaze me. He makes it look effortless. And I love the extended coda of the ending. I love how he freely admits that the summer in italy was the only part of Keith's life that took the form of a novel,
Another through-the-roof masterpiece from Martin Amis. It's distressing how consistently he turns them out. I have only read The Pregnant Widow once, and have settled on the following thoughts to share for now.

1. Those of us used to the usual Amis verbal fireworks will have to wait. He wants a slower build here. He doesn't want to eject readers along the way with too many polysyllabics. He focuses on character and action for the first third. In time we get to all of the stuff that we enjoy so mu
Jun 22, 2011 Mark rated it 1 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: nobody
Recommended to Mark by: a "friend"
I'm not sure that I've ever disliked a book more that I have actually finished. The author spends so much time impressing us with his word-slinging technology and introducing countless characters, but it was never really clear to me what exactly was going on. I suspect that he did this on purpose. Here's an example:

"Keith replaced the receiver and thought of the white T-shirt in Holland Park. The meteorological or heavenly connivance. No-see-um raindrops, and her torso moulded by the pornodew.
There is, within, this piece of dialogue:

"You know in Dickens, when the good characters look in the fire, they see the faces of their loved ones. And the bad characters, they just see hell and doom."

"What do you see?"

Ponder that. Amis does, through the life of an alter-ego, and resolves that great existential question on the final pages. Skip ahead if you want.

The first half of this book spawned vapid characters, and too many to be adequately fleshed out. Twenty-somethings summering in Italy, wo
Adele Griffin
Argh, this book. So many gorgeous sentences and painfully funny lines, and it's as sharply observed as any of my MA favorites, but -- sometimes TPW got me down, as if perhaps Amis wasn't writing with any particular interest/care that other people might want to read this book. And there are moments when his narrator's high-frequency fascinations and obsessions feel so internalized as to be incomprehensible to the mortal reader, and more than a few times, some of those over-the-top goofball charac ...more
Una scopata che ti rovina per venticinque anni. Ovvero: Soumission all'inglese.

Houellebecq: dev'essere contagioso. Anzi no: Amis lo precede di ben quattro anni. Ma andiamo per ordine.

Giunto circa a pagina 300, in corrispondenza della frase "Ma la mano seguiva l'occhio con una facilità conturbante" penso Che cazzo c'entra? ma scrivo la seguente nota:

"C'è una continuità di intenti e di poetica tra l'auto-onfalofilia del protagonista e quella dell'autore"

evidentemente contagiato dall'autore, che us
4/10 - Oh dear! At 3.01, this has a dreadful average rating that's giving me premonitions of it being a DNFer. This is the problem with not having a smart phone with the GR app on it. To be continued...

Later - I'm having trouble making any sense of this book.
For example, why does Amis insert a lesson in etymology into a sentence every often? On page 25, why do we need to know that 'Desolate' is from L. Desolare 'abandon', from de- 'thoroughly' + solus 'alone'? Who inserts that into a sentence fo
There are times when reading Martin Amis that I feel as though I just don't get "it." And that is when I realize that the it I will never get is the thought process of the other sex. Seriously. Reading this book I identified with Lily and her frustration with Keith the main character and narrator. (Naming a hero Keith takes gumption). But then, I realize, that is the point. That is precisely why I love reading Amis, because it gives me a glimpse into a world so familiar and yet so completely dif ...more
I normally write short reviews because most of what I want to say about a book has been said by other people before, but this book has a much lower rating than I give it, and I feel I need to reveal more sack because of it. I'm not a Martin Amis fanboy, although I think he's one of the greatest living writers. He has written some stinkers, and his non-fiction, my god, except for the memoirs, is just excruciating for me to get through. And I really didn't like his book before this one, with the R ...more
Mark Desrosiers
Aging fox theorizes about this henhouse perched atop the backwards-flying angel of history.

The story itself occasionally reaches awful peaks of hilarity and absurdity, complete with white-knuckle plot curves like I haven't seen since Money. And you gotta admit that the way he weaves his twin obsessions -- height and Islam -- into the story is both preposterous and very witty. I no longer consider Martin Amis a font of wisdom, but I admire his ability to plant an ideological stake and then stick
Kira Henehan
I feel like reading this cast into sharp relief the level of tortured writing and storytelling through which I'd been unwittingly suffering over the last few books I've read/started.

Thank GOD for some playfulness, some exuberance with the language. This book made me HAPPY to read, it made me laugh, it made me consider.

So fuckit. Yay Mr. Amis. Sorry everyone hates your book so much but you pleased me to no end.
Henning Koch
There is a wealth of experience and wit in this book, I love almost all of it - until the last thirty or forty pages, when Amis departs from the format of his novel and goes into a fast forward mode of cataloguing main character Keith's future.
Why did he do it? Just to avoid the easy, obvious success? There are some writers who are uncomfortable with endings - a sort of literary fear of death? There is an awful lot of twisting and turning, pirouetting and twirling, rather than just boldly endin
Seth Rogovoy
As one inclined to love just about anything Martin Amis writes, fiction and nonfiction alike, I was disappointed in his latest novel, "The Pregnant Widow."

It may just be that I am the wrong reader for this book. What Amis does here is updates a Jane Austen-like comedy of manners (is that what they're called) for the 1960s "sexual revolution." A group of friends and acquaintances gather in a country mansion and the book is for the most part a series of will they/won't they intrigues. Guests come
Timothy Childs
For about ninety percent of its length, "The Pregnant Widow", by Martin Amis, has the sixty-year-old Keith Nearing recalling the summer of1970, which he spent in Italy at the age of twenty. The narrator seems to spend every waking moment thinking about sex – how he has it with his girlfriend on a nightly basis, how the Classic English novels he’s reading can be reinterpreted as being based on sex, and – most importantly – how he will seduce his girlfriend’s best friend, who sports the unbelievab ...more
Nick Sweeney
I wish I'd liked this book more than I did. I was a big fan of Martin Amis's earlier novels, but think his work peaked at London Fields. I've still kept up with the later ones, and often get a sense of ho-hum, though I found them mostly enjoyable. This one took some perseverance, though.

Keith is staying at a castle in Italy. It's 1969, and he is 20. Sex is very much on his mind, of course, so there are his records of his various conquests. The book seems to be about his wannabe conquest of Scheh
10/29/2012: I was stumped by this book. Confounded. But why, then, did I keep reading? It was a most frustrating experience; I kept thinking that Amis would say something to clarify his purpose, or to resolve his mysteries, or to align the elliptical asides that appeared every few chapters. But I ended where I began, with a "Wait, what?"

The man can write. And his characters, his scenes, his evocation of a time and place are arresting. Keith, Lily, Scheherezade, Adriano, Gloria, Violet--all seem
Derek Baldwin
Superficially The Pregant Window has some thematic similarities to Martin Amis's first novel The Rachel Papers... except that this is really very good, and The Rachel Papers emphatically was not. The title is offputting and inelegant, and may have been a mistake; although the reason for it is flagged up in one of three quotations at the beginning of the novel. I guess the subtitle, Inside History, would be a little pretentious. But I've always though Amis was far better when he was being a littl ...more

Summer, 1970. Sex is very much on everyone's mind.

The girls are acting like boys and the boys are going on acting like boys. Keith Nearing - a bookish twenty-year-old, in that much disputed territory between five foot six and five foot seven - is on holiday and struggling to twist feminism towards his own ends. Torn between three women, his scheming doesn't come off quite as he expects.

I wasn’t especially looking forward to reading this, particularly after the recent train-wreck
Andrew Smith
I'd never had any interest in reading a Martin Amis book until The Pregnant Widow. I'd read short stories by Amis which I found tedious and/or annoying, and I'd seen profiles of him that led me to believe I didn't much like the man. Mainly because I couldn't take his arrogance in the ongoing personal "rivalry" with Julian Barnes, who in my opinion is one of the most intelligent, interesting writers of his and Amis's generation (now in their late 50s) of UK authors. But when I heard that Martin A ...more
Ugh. What can I say about this book? It's horrible. Not in a "so bad it's good" way...but in a "I can't believe I actually wasted my time with this awful book" way. It's one of the most pretentious books I've ever read--and that's actually saying something.

There is nothing at all real about even one of the characters. They are all just cardboard cut outs of people who say supposedly witty and profound things about the sexual revolution, aging, and literature---but who are really only saying mis
Es un buen libro pero...

Es lo primero que leo de Martin Amis y se nota que es un buen escritor pero no sé si es que su estilo no va conmigo o que en este caso concreto ha querido abarcar demasiado. Tiene puntos brillantes pero también muchas cosas que no acaban de cuajar, la mayor y más importante de todas: Gloria.
Godammit I just wrote a whole review and lost it. Basically all the possible critiques about this (misogynist! more overpraised BS from an aging great white man!) are predictable and boring, if not at times accurate. I laughed out loud at several points and thought Amis made many implicating observations about young people fucking. However, this lacks the singular bite of books like "Money" and does certainly belong to the genre one reviewer named "Fond Memories of Vagina." (Others who write for ...more
Niesamowita i warta kazdej minuty.
‘De seksuele revolutie van de jaren ’70’ ‘een zedenschets’ ‘seks met iedereen’ ‘een sekskomedie, heet aanbevolen’. Dat is een greep uit de woorden waarmee de lezer wordt overstelpt als hij besprekingen leest van 'De zwangere weduwe', het nieuwe boek van Martin Amis (1949, Engelse schrijver en essayist).

Tijdschriften weten dat het woord seks de kassa doet rinkelen. In sommige besprekingen gaat het dan ook vooral om de seks. De andere aspecten van het boek blijven niet helemaal onbesproken maar we
Tatyana Naumova
Маловразумительная херня из серии "филолог, развлеки себя сам".
Christine Palau
Bloody hell. I couldn't wait for this book to end; yet I felt compelled to continue. It probably didn't help that I started it immediately after FREEDOM. I suppose the short chapters and punchy titles sustained me a bit. I just didn't care about a single character, even Keith felt watered down. I like Martin Amis, and I take him with his misogyny and bitterness, but this was flaccid. Of course, there were a few good lines. But I’m starting to wonder if Amis is simply hit or miss.
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Martin Amis is an English novelist, essayist and short story writer. His works include the novels Money, London Fields and The Information.

The Guardian writes that "all his critics have noted what Kingsley Amis [his father] complained of as a 'terrible compulsive vividness in his style... that constant demonstrating of his command of English'; and it's true that the Amis-ness of Amis will be recog
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