I wanted to like this book. I really did. The book has been hailed since its release by the critics and public alike. So, what went wrong?
The main action in the novel takes place in an old Victorian hotel on a Scottish island. A group of English Literature lecturers and students from Glasgow gather ostensibly for a study weekend but predictably that's not all that's on the agenda.
The novel has a relatively low-key beginning as some female students discuss the possibilities of the forthcoming weekend. We meet Jacqui who has been let down by a man and regards them all as "three-legged slob[s]"; Kate who is desperate to lose her virginity; thirtysomething Vikki who is hoping for a last fling before facing treatment for cancer and Marion, "the mouse", the watcher of the group.
There are three lecturers: Harry Beck who, for me was the most interesting character, has had one big success, years ago, but never managed to follow it up; David Cudlipp is a hard-bitten man with a penchant for seducing his students and Andrew Lawson, organiser of the weekend, drinks to blunt the stress of years caring for a disabled wife.
This doesn't sound like a lot of characters to keep track of but McIlvanney jumps between them all providing a tapestry of events. On top of all the shenanigans he also includes bits from the lectures: Lawson on Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, Beck on the story of Oedipus and the Sphinx. These were quite fascinating and I half-wished I had been there at the lectures myself.
The book is not an easy read. Its central focus – at least the surface focus, academia and its pretensions – is very different from what we have come to know as typical McIlvanney fair, the testosterone-soaked world of the Scottish working-class mentality. All McIlvanney's heroes are flawed but I could warm to Jack Laidlaw, the Glasgow-based detective that brought McIlvanney to the public's attention back in the seventies, the men in Weekend are all, to borrow a Glasgow expression that really doesn’t need any explaining, sad cases. Perhaps because of my age I couldn’t relate to any of the students.
One thing that will stretch readers is the fact that after introducing us to these characters McIlvanney doesn't pamper to his readers by telling us who he's talking about in each new section, the reader has to keep track in his own head. I found this hard personally and a little unnecessary.
The bottom line for me is that it doesn’t matter how well a book is written – and I underlined several sections in the book as I went through it so I could find them in the future (the man can write) – I didn't like the people and I didn't find myself caring about what happened to them. And I found that mattered to me more than I expected.