Modern Lovers by Emma Straub

Modern Lovers by Emma Straub

Modern Lovers by Emma Straub

Here's a turn up for the books*, I read a sort of chick lit type thing. I'm not, in general, a chick lit kind of girl. I gave up after all I found within these tales were useless lead female characters falling for the wrong man and having absolutely no common sense whatsoever**. I can't say exactly what possessed me to pick this up in the library. Under normal circumstances I would have been a bit sniffy about the cover. Which just goes to show that you should never be sniffy about such things. You learned a valuable lesson there Helen, and don't you forget it.

So, what's Modern Lovers all about? We have two couples, both with teenage children, having known each other since college days and now living in the same neighbourhood. Elizabeth and Andrew have been married for years, and their son Harry is in love with Zoe and Jane's daughter, Ruby. Still with me? 

Andrew is having some sort of midlife crisis. He joins a, well not quit a cult, but creepy new age, weird yoga and suspicious juice drinking bunch of people who want his money to open a healing centre. Meanwhile his wife is approached by a Hollywood agent who want to make a biopic about the band she, Andrew, and Zoe were in in college with another, now dead friend. Down the road, Zoe and Jane are having relationship difficulties too, and the stress of running their own restaurant is taking it's toll. 

With their parents otherwise occupied, this leaves Harry and Ruby to their own devices, ending in a them being arrested for... well... I'll let you find out. It's very funny though. 

Yes, it's about relationships, yes it's quite suburban, and yes it's a family tale, all things I generally find rather dull. These types of plots really don't anything for me. If I may quote the Wee Free Men, it can all be a little bit "waily, waily, waily". Modern Lovers has a lovely balance of really quite acute family problems against the absurdity of life which lifts it above other books I have read like this. It's funny and thought provoking and I have made a mental note that as I get closer to fifty I will be wary of yoga instructors offering free cleansing juices. 

 

*Pun intended

** Susan Sto-Helit is my role model.