I really didn't enjoy this book. Set in Antrim, a town about 15 miles from Belfast in the early 80s, in a council housing estate similar the one I lived in for the first 8 years of my life in similar town in the same county, it follows its 11 year old protagonists, Pearse and May Bell as they are brutalised by their parents' neglect, interspersing the story with stories of Pearse's family history, as well as local interest tales, both factual and mythical. It is for these interspersed tales that the book gets its one star from me.
I just couldn't believe the main characters Mackay created. I may be a little naive, but the level of neglect suffered by the kids would in the first instance surely have been picked up upon. Secondly, I found the levels of violence portrayed sickening at times, unbelievable in their enactment by their perpetrators- indeed the level of sophistication shown by the two main characters in planning and carrying out such acts was way beyond believable, as it would've been even for individuals from a well adjusted background. And as for the incompetence of the RUC when they briefly came in to play, and of the lack of interest shown by the public after horribly committed crimes-come on now, really?!
I read in a review below that this novel will help you understand what is happening in NI-that's a joke. There's no way, even in the 70s, which preceded this book, that society in general was as brutalised as this. Saying that, the conflict barely even touches on the story, aside from one albeit major incident that simply confirms the path the main characters are travelling on. Mackay has used a setting that he is familiar with for the story, and shoehorned the conflict in to suit a purpose, but it could've been set anywhere, and I'd still not have believed it any more than I was able to.
I struggled to finish this book, but did so to justify a review in which I could tell others to avoid at all costs.