Back into the swing of reading and praising a truly excellent book - The Humans by Matt Haig!
After an ‘incident’ one wet Friday night where he is found walking naked through the streets of Cambridge, Professor Andrew Martin is not feeling quite himself. Food sickens him. Clothes confuse him. Even his loving wife and teenage son are repulsive to him. He feels list amongst a crazy alien species and hates everyone on the planet. Everyone that is, except Newton, and he’s a dog. Who is he really? And what could make someone change their mind about the human race?
Concise structure with short chapters made The Humans particularly appealing for me too, it kept my interest and helped me really care for the characters. Phrasing was also specially chosen, which gave the book a poetic tone. The author’s note and acknowledgements suggest Haig wrote this ‘in the midst of a panic disorder’ but his view of the world remains dreamy and philosophical in The Humans. He almost has adopted the view of an observational comedian whose jokes almost everyone can relate to. Favourite quotes include: ‘Humans as a rule, don’t like mad people unless they are good at painting, and only then once they are dead.’ But overall, there are much deeper parts to this which swing between heart wrenching and heart warming. It’s a warm hug but also a stab in the stomach.
Have you read The Humans? What did you think? Raved about or repelled by, let me know in the comments!