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Brendan Behan
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350 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1970
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Ulick O'Connor
50 books8 followersUlick O'Connor was an Irish writer, historian and critic.
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September 22, 2023
A terrific, comprehensive, warts-and-all biography of the superb playwright and raconteur Brendan Behan by fellow Dubliner, Ulick O'Connor. This book is an excellent mix of anecdote, remembrances, and quotes from Behan's life, writings, and interviews. Behan is one of my favorite writers, and it was a joy to read this account of the late "daylight Atheist" himself.
January 25, 2026
More honest , more focus on homosexuality.
June 3, 2021
A long time ago I remember seeing a recording of Brendan Behan's BBC interview with Malcolm Muggeridge. I must have been quite young as I can only recall being both amused and disgusted at watching an adult having little or no control of himself. My father was in the room at the time and I think I sensed even then an ambivalence in his thoughts – he admired Behan as an intelligent, forthright, articulate working class man but he could not accept the stupefied alcoholic drivel that Behan was allowing to put a smug smile on Muggeridge's public school face.
Ulick O'Connor exposes Behan's worst side. Forget the IRA and borstal and the sentence for the attempted murder of a police officer, this is Behan the drunk, Behan the pub crawler, Behan the literary man clouded by drink, Behan the slurred raconteur, Behan the fool, Behan the formidable, loquacious, inebriated, broth of a laughing boy, drinking his way to death. He wrote Borstal Boy, The Quare Fellow and The Hostage, poems in Gaelic and little else of value. He ended as a man remarkable only for his capacity to down Guinness, whiskey and later champagne in quantities that repulse most people. I'm sorry, but it is difficult to be kind about someone who destroyed himself for so little.
Ulick O'Connor exposes Behan's worst side. Forget the IRA and borstal and the sentence for the attempted murder of a police officer, this is Behan the drunk, Behan the pub crawler, Behan the literary man clouded by drink, Behan the slurred raconteur, Behan the fool, Behan the formidable, loquacious, inebriated, broth of a laughing boy, drinking his way to death. He wrote Borstal Boy, The Quare Fellow and The Hostage, poems in Gaelic and little else of value. He ended as a man remarkable only for his capacity to down Guinness, whiskey and later champagne in quantities that repulse most people. I'm sorry, but it is difficult to be kind about someone who destroyed himself for so little.
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