Book review — The Death of Bunny Munro

My review of Nick Cave’s The Death of Bunny Munro over at INDenverTimes.

There are few antiheros as loathsome as Bunny Munro, the protagonist of Nick Cave’s second novel, The Death of Bunny Munro. A monstrously pathetic (and unaccountable successful) cosmetic salesman, Bunny Munro seems to have spent his life careening from date rape to date rape, fueled by Scotch, cigarettes, and cocaine. The novel opens with Bunny’s wife’s suicide – due to Bunny’s more unsavory foibles, it’s worth mentioning – and even this doesn’t calm him down. If anything, it lends his debauches a certain hellish urgency as he packs up his nine-year-old son, Bunny Jr., and takes off on a sales trip in his bright yellow Punto.

The rest here.