Night Boat to Tangier

by Kevin Barry

Overview

ONE OF THE NEW YORK TIMES 10 BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR • “A darkly incantatory tragicomedy of love and betrayal ... Beautifully paced, emotionally wise.” —The Boston Globe

In the dark waiting room of the ferry terminal in the sketchy Spanish port of Algeciras, two aging Irishmen—Maurice Hearne and Charlie Redmond, longtime partners in the lucrative and dangerous enterprise of smuggling drugs—sit at night, none too patiently. The pair are trying to locate Maurice’s estranged daughter, Dilly, whom they’ve heard is either arriving on a boat coming from Tangier or departing on one heading there.
 
This nocturnal vigil will initiate an extraordinary journey back in time to excavate their shared history of violence, romance, mutual betrayals, and serial exiles. Rendered with the dark humor and the hardboiled Hibernian lyricism that have made Kevin Barry one of the most striking and admired fiction writers at work today, Night Boat to Tangier is a superbly melancholic melody of a novel, full of beautiful phrases and terrible men.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781101911341
Publisher:	Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
Publication date:	07/07/2020
Pages:	272
Sales rank:	320,089
Product dimensions:	5.10(w) x 7.90(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

KEVIN BARRY is the author of the novels Beatlebone and City of Bohane and the story collections Dark Lies the Island and There Are Little Kingdoms. His awards include the International Dublin Literary Award, the Goldsmiths Prize, The Sunday Times EFG Short Story Award and the Lannan Literary Award for Fiction. His stories and essays appear in The New Yorker, Granta, and elsewhere. He also works as a playwright and screenwriter, and he lives in County Sligo, Ireland.

Editorial Reviews

ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR: THE NEW YORK TIMES • NPR • THE ATLANTIC • THE MILLIONS • MINNEAPOLIS STAR TRIBUNE • ST. LOUIS POST-DISPATCH • LIT HUB • LIBRARY JOURNAL • THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY

“A darkly incantatory tragicomedy of love and betrayal. . . . Beautifully paced, emotionally wise.”
—The Boston Globe

“A dark, haunting novel. . . . Features gorgeous writing on every page.”
—NPR

“Poetic. . . . Deft and generous.”
—The New York Times
 
“A meticulous, devastatingly vivid portrayal of serious crime and its real consequences.”
—The Guardian

"I had to quit reading this book the first day I had it in my hands, just so I could have it to read the next day. It's that good." 
—Richard Ford

“Barry has a great gift for getting the atmospheres of sketchy social hubs in a few phosphorescent lines. . . . The sheer lyric intensity . . . brings its variously warped and ruined souls into being.” 
—The New York Times Book Review

“Kevin Barry channels the music in every voice . . . and the comic genius in everyone.” 
—The Washington Post

“[Barry] is a writer of inspired prose, a funny and perceptive artist who can imbue a small story with tremendous depth. . . . A sad, lyrical beauty of a novel.”
—Minneapolis Star Tribune

“Brutal and funny. . . . The prose is a glory.” 
—The Paris Review

“Tautly written. . . . Dreamlike.” 
—The New Yorker 

“Barry is blowing up language left, right, and center in his books. . . . This is a guy who can nail details like he’s throwing knives. . . . Essential reading. . . . A profoundly good book.”
—The Brooklyn Rail

“A fascinating hybrid of poetry, prose and drama. . . . A remarkably achieved novel which shows a writer in full command of the possibilities of the form.”
—Irish Times

“Sad and funny in equal measure. . . . As with everything Barry writes, it’s the language that grips you by the throat.”
—Evening Standard (London)

“This hypnotically beautiful tone poem is both wildly comic and deeply sad. . . . A transformative celebration of language itself.”
—Booklist

“Wildly and inventively coarse, and something to behold. As far as bleak Irish fiction goes, this is black tar heroin.”
—Publishers Weekly

From the Publisher

…Barry's buoyant third novel…like Beckett's Godot, is about the wait. It's about hunkering down and admitting the presence of old ghosts. The reason Night Boat to Tangier works is that Maurice and Charlie are vivid company on the page, a couple of battered and slightly sinister vaudevillians on a late-career mental walkabout. They might have fallen out of an early Tom Waits ballad…We've met guys like Maurice and Charlie before, of course. They're nifty guys at loose ends, to use Jim Harrison's phrase, of a somewhat moth-eaten variety. We know them from Charles Bukowski's work, from the delightful novels of the Scottish writer James Kelman, from William Kennedy's Ironweed, from Elmore Leonard and many others. But Barry manages to make this territory his own, and to make it fresh.

The New York Times - Dwight Garner

07/08/2019

A pair of Irish drug runners who’ve seen better days haunt a ferry terminal in southern Spain in search of a missing woman, in Barry’s grim and crackling latest (after Beatlebone). Maurice Hearne and Charlie Redmond had a long and profitable run in drug smuggling, but now, with both just past 50, they are out of the business after a decline in their fortunes. The two stalk the ferry terminal in search of Maurice’s daughter, Dilly, whom they haven’t seen for three years but believe will be showing up on a ferry there, either coming from or going to Tangier. As the men wait and scan the crowds, they reminisce on better days and an unfortunately textbook betrayal, and flashbacks to pivotal moments in Maurice’s adult life reveal a torturous history. Whether Dilly is actually Maurice’s daughter is an animating question of the narrative, along with what the men’s true intentions are. Barry is a writer of the first rate, and his prose is at turns lean and lyrical, but always precise. Though some scenes land as stiff and schematic, the characters’ banter is wildly and inventively coarse, and something to behold . As far as bleak Irish fiction goes, this is black tar heroin. (Sept.)

Publishers Weekly

★ 2019-07-01
In this gifted Irish writer's muscular, magical, and often salty prose, several lives take shape as two older men look for a young woman in a ferry terminal.

Maurice and Charles, both past 50, are "fading Irish gangsters" once involved in bringing Moroccan hashish to Ireland via Spain. As the novel opens, they're sitting in the Algeciras ferry terminal because they've learned that Maurice's daughter, Dilly, who took off three years earlier, may be coming through on her way to Tangier. As the men question young vagrant travelers about Dilly—there's a complicated dog connection, among other things, that identifies such targets—flashbacks reveal the men's drug-trading days, dovetailing with Ireland's roaring Celtic Tiger economy. With wealth come poor choices, paranoia, and real threats. Maurice's marriage to Cynthia suffers, the men fall out—marked by a brilliant barroom scene—and over this trio hangs a much larger question that helps explain the Dilly vigil at Algeciras. The daughter is revealed as a strong, intriguing character in all-too-brief appearances while the pivotal Cynthia inexplicably gets short shrift. Mostly the two men talk, with a profligate, profane, comic splendor that mixes slang, Gaelic, artful insult, and the liturgy of long friendship. Barry (Beatlebone, 2015, etc.) delights in the sound of two voices at play. In City of Bohane (2011), the banter of a brace of thugs named Stanners and Burke winds through the main tale. In the story "Ernestine and Kit" from Dark Lies the Island (2013), two women in their 60s trade seemingly harmless insults to comic effect, barely masking their evil intentions. Ever playful, the author titles the new novel's opening chapter "The Girls and the Dogs," which is also the title of a story in Dark Lies the Island that alludes to the Moroccan hash trade.

Barry adds an exceptional chapter to the literary history of a country that inspires cruelty and comedy and uncommon writing.

Kirkus Reviews