One of the main characters in Irvine Welsh's latest novel, The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins, is an artist who specialises in creating human figures of translucent resin, through which the skeletal structure is dimly visible. They're like real people, comprising the appearance, upon which the swift and shallow glance
Book review: The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins
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The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins by Irvine Welsh.
As we get to know them - as they get to know themselves - we soon appreciate that Lena and Lucy are in a similar situation to the unfortunate Wilks sisters.
Each has trauma in their past, and they are reacting in exactly opposite ways. Lena indulges herself as Lucy denies herself: they are like conjoined twins sharing a stomach and straining to be apart. Any solution to their predicament is bound to entail pain and risk.
The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins is driven along at Welsh's characteristically energetic pace. He revels, as usual, in the lurid detail of Lucy's libidinous adventures in the nightclubs of South Beach, Miami.
It is scorchingly satirical of certain aspects of life in his adoptive country: vapid celebrity culture, the way in which Americans' obsession with physical appearance exists alongside a whole, sophisticated industry devoted to passing off fat, sugar and salt as food.
The ending seems a little too neat, as though the author lost interest and sought an easy way out. But even at a canter, Welsh can deliver an exhilarating ride.
The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins by Irvine Welsh (Jonathan Cape $37.99).
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