I am bad A bad, bad man, Willy Muller tells us, and on first evidence the reader might be inclined to agree A suspected murderer and a confirmed hack, the protagonist of Everything You Know is a Hollywood style bottom feeder with no evident sense of shame In London, years ago, Willy went to prison for killing his wife Once released on appeal, he alienated his few rem I am bad A bad, bad man, Willy Muller tells us, and on first evidence the reader might be inclined to agree A suspected murderer and a confirmed hack, the protagonist of Everything You Know is a Hollywood style bottom feeder with no evident sense of shame In London, years ago, Willy went to prison for killing his wife Once released on appeal, he alienated his few remaining friends by writing a tell all memoir of his married life before making the natural progression to churning out second rate sleb bios The crap just bubbles out of me, uncorrupted, Willy muses, half proud, half appalled Bad writing is my gift Did Willy kill his wife Or did she hit her head in a fall Either way, he is still alarmingly full of bile, raging against a world populated by malignant dwarfs, trolls, and lipsticked ferrets When his daughter kills herself using pills, Willy counts his blessings after all, Sadie might have done herself in in any number of vulgar or grotesque ways The man even calls his dying German mother Herr Kommandant to her face Temporarily shacked up in Puerto Vallarta with his girlfriend, a cosmetic surgery victim who wears a perpetual expression of parched exhilaration, Willy takes his rage out on everyone around him, including himself In fact, he waxes almost loving about his own physical decay his skin with its ancient, battered look of fried liver, ears with a violet tinge at their curly edges, like exotic salad leaves, sagging belly gazing up at him like an affectionate haggis There are certainly pleasures to be found in this particular brand of literary nastiness, although Willy does pick some rather large and stationary targets agents, facelifts, pretentious directors with German accents, and so on Happily, debut novelist Zoe Heller has something larger in mind than the spectacle of a man savaging everything hateful in reach, and the book undergoes a subtle shift in tone midway through The medium is Sadie s diary, delivered to Willy s door four months after her death Written in a style as straightforward and affecting as Willy s is blustering and cruel, it describes a childhood of Dickensian loneliness and an adult life ruled by a heartbreaking and unsuccessful search for love At first Willy can t read without feeling terrible, fluttery pains in his gut Later, however, the diary elicits what is at least in Willy s terms a kind of moral thaw Only when you die do you run out of chances to be good Until then, there is always the possibility of turning yourself around, his accountant tells him, and amazingly, Willy pays heed Fortunately, for those of us who have come to enjoy his misanthropy, not too much heed to the bitter end, he can t help noting of his former sister in law, Boy, did her arse get big It s a mark of Heller s skill that we never stop caring about Willy, no matter how repulsive he seems half victim, half perpetrator, half German, half Jew, he muddles through life with a moral passivity that might resemble our own Everything You Know is a sharp, stylish, and wickedly funny first novel, but like its hero, it has real sadness concealed underneath Mary Park

• Title: Everything You Know
• Author: Zoë Heller
• ISBN: 9780140282078
• Page: 470
• Format: None