Fast and furious, scabrously funny and weirdly moving, this is the final chapter in the Trainspotting story.
Irvine Welsh is the author of eleven previous novels and four books of shorter fiction. He currently lives in Chicago.
Welsh is on compulsively readable, searingly funny form in
what has been billed as the final Trainspotting novel...
What I really like about Welsh's storytelling is that he makes
these amoral misadventures so propulsive, so joyfully awful, that
you have to go with the flow... this roues' romp is about as
much fun as you can have between two book covers. -- Dominic
Maxwell * The Times *
Dead Men's Trousers is Welsh at his scabrous, foul-mouthed best as the Trainspotting crew of
Renton, Begbie, Sick Boy and Spud are reunited in a high-velocity tale of drug dealing,
prostitution and the Hollywood art scene - with the odd compulsory organ donation casually
tossed in with sadistic aplomb.-- Stephen McGinty * Sunday Times *
Some things never change. Violence lurks beneath the surface. Football still resonates. And, best of all, the Scots dialect retains its colloquial zing. Welsh fans are in for another witty, scabrous treat. -- Max Davidson * Mail on Sunday **Best New Fiction** *
Irresistible... No one captures the competing affections and resentments that underpin lifelong friendships like Welsh, and the original lads - Sick Boy and Spud in particular - still bring out the best in him... keeping you gripped and choking on bursts of shocked laughter. * Esquire *
A vignette-like study of modern masculinity... This final book in Welsh's self-described "Harry Potter franchise" is as much character study as social commentary, and a sympathetic observation about how growing older doesn't necessarily mean growing wiser. -- Zoe Apostolides * Financial Times *