Royle's fourth novel is steeped in London and its cinematic lore – even the corpses come wrapped in 16mm celluloid. Film and reality start to merge for four men when a body is found near Oxford Street. Implicated by their pasts, and an enterprise that involved filming a suicide, the four end up as voyeurs in each other's lives.
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