The end of a love that has never been a real love. An escape from something that is more a state of mind than a life and therefore something impossible to escape from. How does a love born in uncertain infatuation, developed as a stable ground for sexual sidetrips end? As an unhappy marriage! Genuine feelings do not exist there. This can be positive, because hate is never present at any time. But Kureishis protagonist has never been able to turn a low burning infatuation into love. It takes another woman (sexually perfect and attractive, but otherwise too young and surprisingly faceless) to make him realize that he can't go on. Kureishi is a master in describing feelings and torn-up minds. While others concentrate on telling a story, briefly introducing their characters between the lines(if at all), Kureishi's stories develop themselves around the endless insight into the helpless thinking of his characters. The reader may realize after he finished half of the book that the story is not told, that it simply happens. A quality almost lost in today's writing. Kureishis characters try to think about what to do in their lives, try to work out a masterplan for what has to come but never succeed. The same happens here, painfully detailed and real! The whole book circles around one single thought: Am I allowed to do what I have to do? Of course Kureishi uses the same characters in the same surroundings over and over again: upper middle class in London, creative jobs (advertising, writers...), drug experiences, in their late thirties or early forties. Settling themselves in a petty bourgeoisie world without wanting to, torn up apart on their rollercoaster ride into a world they hoped to avoid but suddenly join. And that's the real quality of Kureishi: These are no books, these are mirrors for a whole generation! A generation of people who try to be different from their parents half of their lives when they are suddenly caught at realizing that they are exactly the same. The only difference is the occasional joint or line of cocaine. Another lost generation born in the late fifties to mid-sixties too busy in their wild and pretended creative life to think about the time after the party. Many of his characters do not succeed and spend the rest of their lives in a permanent hangover. He told this story many times but in Intimacy he presents a perfect summary. A good book to start a trip into the Kureishi universe, a good one to read when you know many of his books and a painful mirror for many of us...