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The Mighty Walzer

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In my family we start out giants and end up pygmies, grandiosity runs in the blood.

Oliver Walzer is shy, bookish, Jewish. He doesn’t know how to talk to girls. But he can chop, flick and spin a ping pong ball better than any teenager in Manchester. When Sheeny Waxman takes him under his wing on the Akiva Social Club Table Tennis team, Oliver channels his frustrated adolescent lust into the game he loves. That is until the heartbreaking Lorna Peachley and the prospect of a place at Cambridge take his eye off the ball.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherOberon Books
Release dateJul 5, 2016
ISBN9781783198351
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The Mighty Walzer
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Simon Bent

Simon Bent’s other plays include Bad Company, Goldhawk Road, Sugar Sugar (Bush Theatre, London); Shelter (Connections/National Theatre, London); Accomplices (Sheffield Crucible/National Theatre Studio); The Escapologist (Suspect Culture/Theatre Royal Plymouth); The Associate, A Prayer For Owen Meany (National Theatre, London); Under The Black Flag (Shakespeare’s Globe, London); Elling (Bush Theatre/Trafalgar Studios/ Broadway); Branded (Old Vic, London); Prick Up Your Ears (Comedy Theatre, London). Television/film include; The Yellow House, Sex the City and Me, This Charming Man and Christie Malry’s Own Double Entry for which he was nominated for a BA FTA.

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Having read the award winning, Finkler Question, I was looking forward to reading what is described as one of his early pieces of fiction.I was not in the least dissappointed. This is a very funny coming of age story about a boy obsessed with ping pong and sex. I can now see why Jacobson is often described as the English Philip Roth. The Mighty Walzer certainly is on par with Portnoy's Complaint.Well done!
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Terrific ending to a funny and heartfelt story is somewhat marred by the pervasive use of Manchester slang and Yiddish throughout this book, usually without translation, although some key Yiddish terms are defined. It was fun at first to look up the Yiddish terms or to get meaning inferred by context, but then it just became tedious. (I did learn how to swear pretty well in Yiddish, and that's fun.)Overall, I just wish that Jacobson would have made his book more accessible to us Yanks and the rest of the English-speaking world -maybe with a glossary of terms? Anyway, parts of this books are hilarious, and the ending really touched me.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    There's a lot to almost like in The Might Walzer and it's a novel I tried my darndest to like as well, but in the end I just couldn't make the leap. It's just too rambling, too random, and too full of subplots that never seem to go anywhere. The protagonist is bland. He's not likeable enough to root for, not dislikeable enough that you're waiting for his comeuppance. He's just there. The situations he's in just happen. There's really no narrative thrust throughout the novel, just a lot of "and this happenened, then this happened", etc.As for the ping-pong, maybe I've been trained by other sports novels like Shoeless Joe and Fever Pitch to expect that if a book contains a sport, then the sport is meaningful to the plot, that there will be parallels between the game and life, that there will be life lessons. Instead, there's just ping-pong as something to fill the pages. It could have been any sport. It just seems so superfluous.It's obvious that Jacobson has talent as a writer. The wordplay and pacing work quite well. But other than that, there is little to recommend this book.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    This book has been a slow read for me. On the positive side, the writing is solid with a fair dose of humor. While I was not familiar with all of the Yiddish words, the context provided sufficient clues to deduce the meaning. The main problem with the story for me is that the narrative seems to lack any real tension because it just doesn't seem that there is any real goal the main character is trying to acheive. Things just happen to him.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    I had a tough time getting into this book. It was well written, but just didn't capture my attention. Fans of Phillip Roth will presumably like this author's style. There is some satire, but it is a tad dry and is a bit dated. I discovered I'm just not that interested in reading pages about ping pong facts, plays, moves or strategies. I did put the book down, thinking that perhaps my mood would change on another day -- but after reading another hundred pages, I was still rather bored.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    The energy of this book leaps off the pages from the very beginning: the prose is vibrant, creative and pulls the reader into the plot throughout. The characters are intriguing each in their own way: Joel's misplaced generosity, Oliver's indecisiveness, Sabine's passion: as they evolve through the book, they stay true to themselves - lessons will forge their character but they keep their inner core which make them both realistic and very human with their faults, blemishes and occasional triumph.The plot itself is probably what I see as the weakest element. I felt that it was a compendium of events with no obvious theme. Ping pong was the instigator and was weaved throughout the story, but served more as a prop than a real development. This was a slice of life, but not neatly packaged as I would expect in a book - I found my interest waning at times because I could see no obvious ties from the past to the future. I was relieved by the ending, however, which did just that: link the past and present, reunite key players in the book and elegantly finish off the story.The writing is definitely this book's strongest point, and I would recommend it just for that: it's not often such a frenetic pace can be maintained so well and so completely.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    Reading the back of this novel, I thought it would be captivating and hilarious - and written somewhat in the vein of Mordecai Richler; however, after reading about 2/3rds of the novel, I must admit that I am a little disappointed by Roth's "The Mighty Walzer". It is obvious that Roth writes well. His sentences are well-constructed, and written, in some sections, almost in prosaic form; however, there is a detached quality to his writing that left me a little less than interested in the protagonist. While some sections of the novel had me guffawing over the hijinks that characters got into, it seemed that most of the plot was cluttered with unnecessary imagery and detail (almost Dickens-esque). There was nothing about this book that made me want to finish reading it.I really wanted to enjoy this book, but I just couldn't.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    I received a copy of this book via librarything's early reviewer program. It was honestly a little too dense for my taste. Though Jacobson is definitely an amazing writer, I could not immerse myself in the story. It was almost too descriptive in such a way that I couldn't connect.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Descriptions of this book fall short. Jacobson is by all means a wonderful writer, and yet this book was so easy not to like. All the Yiddish made it hard to connect, some of it really needs some explaining, some you can read between the lines. The story picks up when describing ping pong, and then drops again when describing his aunts, and how he would cut their faces from pictures and add them to his soft porn books, and pull his wank to their faces. I finished the book, and it took everything I had to not just put it down. Very dry and redundant. I may try one of his other books, but this one went nowhere for me.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    The Mighty Walzer is a book about love, sex, and ping pong in Manchester; written with Jacobson's witty wordplay, wry humour, and abundant energy. An excellent, funny, engaging book; I would recommend this to fans of early Philip Roth, some of John Irving, Peter Carey, or Gary Shteyngart. Well worth a read especially if you liked any of his other work. I would also recommend Kalooki Nights, and of course Booker-winning The Finkler Question (which, despite all the hullabaloo is not really a comic novel at all, Jacobson just can't help being funny). You should also see him read if you ever get the chance, as brilliant and funny in person as he is on the page.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A highly entertaining Bildungsroman (Anglo-Jewish) which, as vegetrendian notes, celebrates (and often scorns) ping pong, sex and love, primarily in 1950s Manchester. Very funny (and Jacobson's surfeit of Yiddish flavourings add a satisfying crunch and are an aural delight), yet suffused with melancholy. While comparisons with Philip Roth were inevitable, they're apt. I'd also suggest an affinity with Mordecai Richler, and perhaps Steve Stern and Rebecca Goldstein.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    A coming of age tale set in England, growing up with ping pong and finding one's place in the world. An interesting premise, i wanted to like this book, but it was a bit dry and I was unable to pick it up once I had put it down. Too bad though. The writing was pretty solid, I can see how some might enjoy it, and I didn't find the Yiddish all that distracting as some have said, most of it you could guess at the meaning pretty easily. This is one I'd like to finish, but there are just other books I'd prefer to read.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    As far as I'm concerned, The Mighty Walzer soundly trounces The Finkler Question, Jacobson's Booker-winning 2010 novel, much like Oliver Walzer easily defeats opponent after opponent at ping-pong. The Mighty Walzer is funnier and snappier than The Finkler Question and much easier to read as it doesn't get so bogged down in being an Important Modern Jewish Novel, but rather a novel that happens to be about Jewish characters. There are not too many books that make me laugh out loud more than once, but Jacobson has a very natural wit that is distinctly Jewish and yet very accessible no matter what your background. The story is not the most compelling ever written, but what this book really has to offer are its rich and incredibly engaging characters. Highly recommended.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    This novel was a delight from start to finish. Jacobson writes with wit and clarity but without losing the unique voice of his narrator, Oliver Walzer, who is a rare blend of charming, disgusting, relatable and completely incomprehensible. It’s truly a period piece, giving the reader insight into the world of ping-pong in the 1950s and the life of a Jewish family in Manchester, but doesn’t descend into mere caricature and ridicule despite its long list of odd-ball characters. The Yiddish can be a bit daunting at first, but it fits with the narrative flow so well that it begins to seamlessly blend into the rest of the text.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I really like Howard Jacobson’s fluid, wry writing and welcomed the opportunity to snag an advanced reading copy of this book. I thoroughly enjoyed it, even though I know nothing about ping-pong. My Yiddish is pretty good, but I missed a couple of the terms, (had to phone up my mother). The British slang was challenging too, and I lived there for two years. Still, like reading Salman Rushdie or Junot Diaz, it’s possible to handle some foreign language phrases if the storytelling is sound. I sped through this Jewish coming-of-age novel set in 1950s Manchester, in just a few days. Jacobson is often compared to Phillip Roth. There are certainly comparisons to be made, but I feel that Jacobson just doesn’t hate his female characters quite as much. There’s more affection along with the abuse and frequent self-abuse, of all sorts. I thought this book was frequently hilarious and occasionally moving.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    The Mighty Walzer is a coming-of-age novel served to American readers with a whole lot of backspin. That is because Oliver Walzer, hero of Howard Jacobson’s The Mighty Walzer, did his growing up in 1950s Manchester, England – specifically in a part of Manchester predominately populated by Jewish families like his own. If shyness could kill, Oliver Walzer would never have reached puberty. That he did reach puberty, although he did not do a whole lot with the opportunities inherent to that stage of life, and go on to have a fairly “normal” life almost seems like an accident now, even to Oliver. The first accident was that he found a competition-grade Ping-Pong ball and brought it home with him one day. The second, was his discovery, by banging that ball off a wall with his hardbound copy of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, that he was a Ping-Pong natural. Ping-Pong, and his father’s insistence that Oliver use his unusual skills to meet other players ( as a way of forcing him out of the house for his own good), would be Oliver’s ticket to the rest of his life. Suddenly, he was among like-minded people who came to accept him as one of their own; he had teammates; he learned to at least talk a good game about women, even though he seldom practiced his skills in that arena; and he had a goal: to become a world champion Ping-Pong player. Well, that’s the good news, because I’m making Oliver’s transition to adulthood sound a whole lot easier than it was.The odds were against Oliver from the start. Surrounded by a gaggle of sexually repressed aunts who loved to give him baths, it is little wonder that the little boy would himself be sexually confused. Witness his habit of cutting headshots of his aunts and pasting them onto the bodies of women in the risqué photos he spent hours visiting in the family’s one bathroom. But grow into a man Oliver does, and Howard Jacobson makes it an interesting, if somewhat frustrating transition (even for the reader, who is likely to want to shake some common sense into Oliver, or other family members, on more than one occasion). That Jacobson often uses 1950s British slang and Yiddish references in the conversation between his characters might be off-putting to some, but this adds an authenticity to the conversations that would otherwise be missing – and it becomes easier and easier on the reader as he develops an “ear” for unusual words and phrases. Imagine Philip Roth “squared” and you will have the right first impression of The Mighty Walzer.Rated at: 4.0