MY LEGENDARY GIRLFRIEND

Londoner loser obsesses over the loss of the love of his life, in a slight but not unlikable marriage of Nick Hornby and romantic-comedy clichés.

Will Kelly is miserable and hasn’t a clue what he’s going to do with his life. His girlfriend of three years, Agnes (Aggi), dumped him on his 23rd birthday. Now his 26th is coming up and he’s just as fixated on her as ever. We meet Will as he’s finishing up another week at a job he hates—teaching English to unruly 14-year-olds—and heading back to his sordid flat for a weekend of depression. Although he seems to have enough to be upset about already—miserable job, horrible living situation, dead broke—he’s managed to make things worse. In a sad attempt to rid himself of Aggi, he had a one-night stand with the needy and tear-prone Martina, who’s now calling him nonstop. And he’s made an ass out of himself bumming smokes from children at his school. There’s an illusory ray of sunshine in the form of Kate, a girl who used to live in his flat and once called to see if any mail had come for her. A few marathon phone sessions later, Will is convinced he’s falling in love with Kate. But the memory of Aggi won’t die. It’s difficult to feel much sympathy for a character so desperate and clinging, not to mention one saddled with an attitude full of, as he puts it, “sheer blatant crapness.” But Gayle is smart enough a writer not to make too big a deal out of these failings, and he packs all the love and despair into one long, revelation-heavy weekend.

While readers may sometimes have to resist the urge to throttle Will, Gayle pokes enough fun at his character’s self-induced and hilariously pathetic predicament to make this a genial time-killer.