
I bought this one on the basis of hot recommendations from Sofia Coppola and Nick Hornby (both of whom I trust pretty far) and found it so good, I had to pace myself to make it last.
I liked it so much, in fact, that I really didn’t care how badly it ended (I am terribly picky about endings), but I found the last twenty pages immensely satisfying. The best new novel I’ve read since My Year Of Rest and Relaxation.