! Excellent Cadavers: The Mafia and the Death of the First Italian Republic by Alexander Stille, Vintage pounds 8.99. "Sicily is a place where almost nothing is what it seems," writes Stille, whose heroes are two magistrates, Giovanni Falcone and Paolo Borsellino, killed by the Mafia three years ago because of their very ability to penetrate the seeming surface of Mafialand. Stille draws much on the records of their interrogations of arrested mafiosi, but his book bursts asunder its publisher's glib categorisation. This is not true crime but modern history, lucidly detailing the Italian civil war between the official government and the Mafia between 1978 and 1994. It culminates with the moment when, in a flux of revulsion, the Italian people rejected their political system, as they realised that hundreds of politicians and magistrates had been fighting on both sides at once.
! The Temporary by Rachel Cusk, Picador pounds 5.99. Boy, Ralph, meets girl, Francine, in modern London. They circle awkwardly around each other, neither really knowing what they want. An office temp, she's pretty but thick, while he seems to have had his personality removed with his adenoids as a child. Their relationship develops into one of those desultory affairs that expires with hardly a protest if something better happens along. Then she finds herself missing a period ... I was hoping for something a little more gothic than this particular plot-point, so beloved of early- Sixties novelists to force their young characters into growing up. These things must still happen, but the most intriguing aspect of the novel is the contrast between all this ordinariness and Cusk's polysyllabic prose.
! Little Is the Light: Nostalgic Travels in the Mini States of Europe by Vitali Vitaliev, Touchstone pounds 6.99. Raised in a country of more than 22 million sq km - the only assertion about the USSR to be taken on trust - Vitaliev had always been drawn to statelets too tiny to allow much secrecy. So he travels to Liechtenstein (whose 13 prisoners were fed three times a day by Room Service from the nearby Liechtenstein Hotel), Mount Athos (whose all-male population observes the Julian calendar, 13 days behind ours), the Isle of Man, San Marino and other nifty nations, cracking jokes and outrageously digressing, but being hugely genial all the way. He ends with a useful glossary for those going after him, eg "I am sorry, your seal is too large for my passport. Would you stamp my phrasebook instead?"Reuse content