This guy has been giving me even more difficulty than Paulo Coelho in deciding if his literature is truly 'great' or even 'good'. Whilst I thought Atonement was truly excellent and I enjoyed Enduring Love, I found Amsterdam and Saturday to be average at best. The narratives lacked any sort of pace or imperative, they seemed to comply to high-class stereotypes -in that the rich and succesful are boring- and yet place these people as protragonist. Despite this, the media seem to etime him. So, Ian McEwan; brilliant novelist, average novelist or a failed attempt at enduring literature?