"It's transfixing -- At first it's funny. It teases, exaggerates, deliberates. Then it becomes ferocious, stricken, moving." --The Times
Blitzed on uppers, downers, blue movies and bellinis, the bacchanalia bent bon-vivants ensconced at Appleseed Rectory for the weekend are reeling in an hallucinatory haze of sex and seduction. But as Friday melts into Saturday and Saturday spirals into Sunday and sobriety sets in, the orgiastic romp descends to disastrous depths.
"Viciously funny, at once a hilarious joke and a technical triumph" Financial Times "Sparkling might not be the first adjective that springs to mind to describe a novel packed with the concentrated disgust which Dead Babies contains. Nevertheless, Martin Amis's version of the bleak and wrecky future that awaits a sex-and-drug-addicted society is so fizzing with style, so busy with verbal inventiveness, that the adjective is impelled upon one" -- Julian Barnes "Very funny, extremely clever" Guardian "A fine piece of comic-writing" Times literary supplement