Mmm, not sure what to make of this book. I’m always glad to read a new author and I’ve heard Fante compared to John Steinbeck whose work I really love- can’t say I’d agree. Found this novel very slow, particularly at the beginning and rather depressing. That doesn’t normally bother me if it’s because the author has taken you fully into the reality of someone with depression. I might not enjoy the experience but it’s enlightening and you can empathise. But here I was never quite captured by any of the characters and the story itself wasn’t particularly powerful. I never really empathised. There were good bits and sometimes I thought I’m really enjoying this but that thought usually faded after a page or two. I did find the antagonism towards poorer Italians interesting - in my ignorance, not something I’d been aware of.
I don’t think I’ll be buying another Fante work, but still glad I gave it a try.