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Barbara Kingsolver. Beard, a short, fat, philandering physicist, serves as the novel's scientifically informed focal consciousness and as a quasi-allegorical figure.

In this, he resembles Henry Perowne, the neurosurgeon at the heart of Saturday But here too comedy gets McEwan round a problem.

The earlier novel's unironic stance towards its central figure, along with its vanilla-flavoured politics, grated badly on many readers, who saw it — whatever its technical merits — as a novel about a smug, rich man who's almost proud of his inability to decide if invading Iraq is a good idea.

Beard shares Perowne's distaste for zeal: though never in doubt about the basic science of global warming, he begins the novel suspicious of the "Old Testament ring" to environmentalists' forewarnings.

This time, however, it's made clear from the start that we won't be asked to admire this mildly preposterous character, a generator of ironies as much as an observer of them. The first of the book's three sections begins in Beard is 53, his best days long behind him.

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A Nobel laureate for his early theoretical work "the Beard-Einstein Conflation" on the photoelectric effect, he sits on committees, lends his name and prestige to institutional letterheads, and fills the role of "Chief" at a research centre outside Reading that has been set up to allow the Blair government to be seen as doing something to combat climate change. For Beard, this phenomenon is merely "one in a list of issues, of looming sorrows, that comprised the background to the news, and he read about it, vaguely deplored it and expected governments to meet and take action.

But he himself had other things to think about. In order to escape Patrice's icy good cheer, and the attentions of a young physicist at the centre, Tom Aldous, who keeps trying to interest him in artificial photosynthesis, Beard signs up for a trip to the Arctic.

This entirely selfish decision is greeted as a great step forward by the centre's idealists and its time-serving co-boss. Beard heads north in the company of various arts-world luminaries. There's an echo of Perowne's somewhat priggish disapproval of the anti-war protesters' levity in Saturday, but Beard's moroseness springs less from intellectual consistency than the fact that he has nearly frozen off his penis by emptying his bladder in subzero temperatures.

Saturday proceeds serenely into very different territory where the most secure existence is ringed by sinister possibilities. Beautifully crafted. Fluid, richly textured. On the level of the sentence, McEwan is smart, witty and insightful. His writing astounds. Saturday is almost too good to bear. Stunningly orderly and harmonious.Matthew Thomas.

It occurred to me that Saturday is in some ways a mirror-image of Martin Amis's Night Train , another novel that people often slam. Saturday by Ian McEwan. Jan 31, Betsy Robinson rated it it was amazing.

He is as at ease here as he is in the operating room. Helen Oyeyemi.