Helen R Brown

Torn between envy and contempt

When the envious Martin Gilmour attaches himself to Ben Fitzmaurice’s circle, the whole sickly scene curdles into crime

Arriving at boarding school with the wrong shoes and a teddy bear in his suitcase, the hero of Elizabeth Day’s fourth novel is the latest in a long literary line of suburban lost boys sucked into the intoxicating orbit of a wealthy friend. F. Scott Fitzgerald, Evelyn Waugh, Patricia Highsmith, Ian McEwan, Alan Hollinghurst and Gillian Flynn have all done it before and we know the story never ends well. Day drops references to them all into her book, like olives into an increasingly dirty martini.

We know from the outset that a crime has been committed. We first meet Martin Gilmour in a police interview room, the day after his friend Ben Fitzmaurice’s 40th birthday party in the summer of 2012. As the detectives ask for the story of Martin and Ben’s friendship, we wonder: are they Nick Carraway and Jay Gatsby, or Tom Ripley and Dickie Greenleaf?

Martin’s own account finds him swinging between the roles. With a past of ‘gas fires and sausages in tins and bloodied Christmas cards dropped on an icy pavement’, he’s torn between envy and contempt for the aristocratic Fitzmaurices. Like Tom Ripley, he makes a calculated study of his target’s tastes before inveigling himself into Ben’s.

An award-winning journalist, Day casts a caustic eye over Ben’s entitled lifestyle: the exorbitant, rapper-endorsed trainers he wears with his Savile Row suits, the casually dominant shoulder-clasp and faux bonhomie in the way he addresses everyone as ‘maaaaaate!’ His Teflon elite circle is a thinly veiled Chipping Norton set, including a prime minister with an ‘eggshell smooth’ forehead and tiny eyes ‘pressed into the doughy expanse of his features like pebbles into the face of a snowman’.

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