Reviews for The Man-Eater of Malgudi

The average rating for The Man-Eater of Malgudi based on 2 reviews is 4 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2019-07-07 00:00:00 Shane Darrigan This is R.K writing in a completely different genre. Though still based in the fictional town of Malgudi the novel addresses the conflict between the established norms and a young rebel who decides to challenge these norms. The printer Natraj is a meek family fan, afraid to challenge the status quo while Vasu, the taxidermist is determined to have his way. Interesting read

Review # 2 was written on 2018-05-01 00:00:00 Stanislav Dulinek There is a whiff of Wodehouse about Naryan; the dry, ironical sense-of-humour, furthermore the weak-willed and wimpy narrator is reminiscent a certain type of British humour. And herein lies my problem with 'The Man-Eater of Malgudi'-it's style and characters are too deeply-embedded within the conventions of British literature to really stand out, like it's narrator Nataraj, 'The Man-Eater of Malgudi' is nice if ineffectual, recycling the standard tropes, the bullish, bury blunder-head Vasu, the comical side characters and the languorous, lilliputian hero Nataraj. That is not to say that�'The Man-Eater of Malgudi' isn't an enjoyable read. Indeed the prose and dialogue flow nicely, as the reader becomes slowly engrossed in the disagreement between Nataraj and Vasu, the toxic taxidermist who blunders into his life. Vasu's entry into Nataraj's life is seismic, he awakens Nataraj from hims slumber with a collection of stuffed animals (usually predators), destroys the quiet of his sanctum and his daily conversation with his friends, the journalist and the poet and forces his rather irrepressible personality on his household. Indeed, you would be hard-pressed to state that Nataraj is sincerely disappointed by the entry of Vasu into his life. Instead Vasu allows Nataraj to gain a sense of self-confidence and strength as he looks to, in his own haphazard manner, stop his rather convoluted and nefarious scheme involving an over-excitable elephant, a boisterous crowd, a second-rate dancing girl and a gun.� �'The Man-Eater of Malgudi' may not be a masterpiece, but not every book can be a 'Ulysses', sometimes the dry, ironic style of Narayan are as necessary as James Joyce.�