booker-shmooker. This is one of the worst novels I have ever read. Preposterous premise (clueless clones in fake 1970s "England"), preposterous narration (sample sentence: "We had sex"), preposterous dialogue (I'll spare you). On the other hand, you could use it as a handbook on how to write bad fiction. While reading it, I felt like I was trapped in a disastrous creative writing seminar.