This is a beautiful long story about fishing for brown trout in the foothills of the Himalayas and the end of a marriage. Anyone who has been to India -- or wants to go -- will revel in the story's fidelity to that country's sights and smells and sounds. Simply written, with a sharp eye and impeccable ear, there are echoes in it of Hemingway's Big Two-Hearted River, another contemplation disguised as a "fishing story." Like its predecessor, what it leaves out is as important as what it says, for as Hemingway wrote in Death In the Afternoon: "The dignity of movement of an ice-berg is due to only one-eighth of it being above water." If Trout Fishing in America was a book for the '60's, Trout Fishing in India is a book for the 20-teens. An adventure story, a cultural memoir, a moving and finely-crafted work of art.
This is a beautiful long story about fishing for brown trout in the foothills of the Himalayas and the end of a marriage. Anyone who has been to India -- or wants to go -- will revel in the story's fidelity to that country's sights and smells and sounds. Simply written, with a sharp eye and impeccable ear, there are echoes in it of Hemingway's Big Two-Hearted River, another contemplation disguised as a "fishing story." Like its predecessor, what it leaves out is as important as what it says, for as Hemingway wrote in Death In the Afternoon: "The dignity of movement of an ice-berg is due to only one-eighth of it being above water." If Trout Fishing in America was a book for the '60's, Trout Fishing in India is a book for the 20-teens. An adventure story, a cultural memoir, a moving and finely-crafted work of art.