Such a premise would be delightful in itself. That it belongs to the last complete novel left behind by spy fiction grandmaster John le Carre, who died last year  aged 89, is nothing short of a wonder.
For a novel about the death penalty, The Fortune Men is a book that brims with life and colour. ... As the book winds down to its inevitable conclusion, the reader is forced to ask what has changed since Mahmood's unjust death and what forces still remain to be challenged in the new millennium.
For all its richness, however, the true strength of Arudpragasam's prose is its restraint. While a book of such ambition could easily balloon in length and lose focus, he is able to weave each seemingly meandering tangent back into a cohesive whole.
Lockwood, who is herself something of a Twitter luminary, captures with a wry poetry the absurd chaos of online existence, especially against the backdrop of a real world on the verge of collapse. ... The way this novel transforms its substance from superficial to subliminal is stunning. Don't scroll past this one.
Dual narratives like this often sink. Great Circle is a rare instance of near-perfect balance. Marian's story is so fascinating it could easily have overwhelmed the novel, but Shipstead modulates it adroitly. Hadley, self-absorbed and self-destructive, could have been annoying, but is given sass and a surprising depth.
Dreamy and atmospheric, it is so evocatively drawn that one can almost hear the waves, feel the sand and taste the ocean. ... The novel is, at its heart, a touching exploration of what it means to be a parent and, more importantly, what it means to love.
This madcap concoction tops debacle with debacle to hysterical effect... It has all the frothiness of Kevin Kwan's Crazy Rich Asians (2013), but is told not from the perspective of the billionaire elite but the vendors who get things done for them.