LocalHood book club: Kowloon Tong (and why it was a terrible book)

Mr Theroux himself

A lovely review by one of our contributing writers, who at this time does not wish to be named or mentioned. Only him and his foul-mouthed opinion.

So it has admittedly been a while since I’ve read a book, I often find myself rereading the fiction from my childhood, maybe it’s because I’m an arrogant son of a gun that doesn’t believe any story under the sun is new, and to further that shtick of egotism I believe that the books of my more formative years cannot be outdone.