A review by jeppesen
A House for Mr Biswas by V.S. Naipaul

5.0

"The future wasn't the next day or the next week or even the next year, times within his comprehension and therefore without dread. The future he feared could not be thought of in terms of time. It was a blankness, a void like those in dreams, into which, past tomorrow and next week and next year, he was falling."

A tale of a life lived from beginning to end, focusing on the endless struggle with a family he never wanted to be a part of, Mr Biswas is equal parts a hilarious as a tragic character.

The first page of the book gives away the fact that he dies at the age of 46, and that he finally acquired a house shortly before that, truly making this one of those 'the journey matters more than the destination' novels.

Mr Biswas grows up around bitter people and slowly but surely turns into something bitter and despicable himself.

It is a believable story of how circumstances can shape the type of person you turn into.

"His household established, Mr Biswas set about establishing his tyrannies."