This book was expectedly hilarious and well written. The nonlinear storytelling was fun and engaging and kept me wondering what was going on just enough to stay engaged.

I will warn that it requires a small amount of knowledge of German at certain points to know exactly what's going on but its not essential to enjoy the book. ( )

A rather confusing tale- short passages of mysterious spy stuff interspersed with the career of 'hero' Adrian Healey, as he makes his way (intelligent, witty and full of youithful lust for his fellow schoolboys) through boarding school and on to uni. But how much of the colourful account is even true?
Generally well-written and entertaining; the spy stuff (and the cricket scene) seemed to go on forever, but it did have a clever ending... ( )

I am a big fan of Fry, the man is almost a nation institution now. I had read his biography last year, and though that it was great.

However, this book, I just could not get on with. I couldn't get the characters, the plot was not twisted, it was muddled, and it took 200 pages or so for me to begin to enjoy it.

I think that it was supposed to full of erudite wit and humour, but it just washed over me. ( )

A light parlour-game of a book: inconsequential and the extent to which you will enjoy it depends on your tolerance for that kind of thing. For my part, a large chunk of the book revolves around things which I have no interest in – public school, cricket and homosexuality – even if it is redeemed to some extent by two things I am interested in – brevity and wordplay. Fry can write, but the book is a strange one, with weird, meandering plots and characters who don't transcend their function. And a lot of it is misdirection (hence the 'Liar' of the title), meaning the reader's endeavour is often pointless. The whole thing makes sense at the end, but the end is a long time to wait when you don't like what's going on, or even know what is going on. ( )

Very strange storyline. Enjoyed parts of it, but the last third seemed really disconnected from the rest of the book.


Oh, and for some reason I really wanted to see Hugo&Adrien together. ( )

I agree with most reviews: Love Fry and that's the only reason this book is worth reading.

I gave it 3 then switched it 2 because

1. Fry is showing off too much - the multiple languages, the obscure academic references, and so on were more than a bit too much. I mean this is QI on steroids
2. If you never went to British public school huge parts of the story are boring & incomprehensible - sorry don't have a clue about cricket
3. The unbelievable personal life story is more believable than the spy bits - only because I read Fry's autobiography first. But even so, it's like he took his own life story and jacked it up to 11 on the scale of 10.
3a. The spy bits were just hilariously awful
4. None of the characters are all that interesting
5. No real emotion or insight

When it comes down to it, of all his many talents, writing is not Fry's best. His autobiographies suffer some of the same failings as this novel. Still love him though. ( )

Entertaining language. Alternates between being a pedantic sort of clever, and brown humor obscene. Did not bother keeping up with the codenames in the italicized interludes but turns out it did not matter in the end because it was all an elaborate game. The chronology jumps around a bit, had to get used to that. Skipped the cricket sections without guilt. Basically it's not something you should trouble yourself about understanding completely, just let it wash over you. Flowerbuck the best joke in the book. ( )

(Review first posted on Booklikes - http://brokentune.booklikes.com/post/724049/the-liar .)

This is such a first novel. It has all the aspiration of a first novel, complete with an author who can write - and we KNOW he can write.

Unfortunately, the main character of this one - Adrian - is a bit of a bore, who lives up to every imaginable cliche associated with a public school boy, and the plot of The Liar only serves to confirm Adrian's lack of ingenuity. But that of course is the point. Adrian has to be a fake.

The problem that this posed for me was that I was not sure why I wanted to go through the trouble of reading about Adrian. And then a number of sub-plots developed and we were introduced to the weird and delightful world of Adrian's university tutor Donald Trefusis.

And a few pages further on, we were introduced to another sub-plot of espionage and another sub-plot of a Dickensian play within the story itself.

However, with all the sub-plots, none of which were developed to an engaging level, I lost interest in the story, and by the end of it have already forgotten much of what I read along the way. ( )

Witty, often amusing, sometimes a bit much ... this novel is Stephen Fry between two covers. Believe nothing and no one, at least not for very long. ( )

Brilliant, wordy, sometimes disgusting, a very good read. ( )

Re read this one recently. I remember reading it in the 90s and enjoying it - I wasn't much of a reader back then to be honest with you. Really enjoyed it this tie too. Flows well and the odd spy sections are full of weirdness to keep you wondering how it will all end. Lots of Stephen fry and his personal life in here too. Great use of language and having been a public school boy myself I can sympathise and empathise with some of the school sections. Glad to see that fry likes the film 'if'. ( )

Stephen Fry is one of my favorite writers/actors/presenters/people. There isn't much he's done professionally that I don't enjoy, and with regards to his books, I'm saving them so I can read a new one now and then. So, with my new resolve to read more books from my shelf (and stop buying so many new ones), it was time to read 'The Liar'.
The Liar is and follows Adrian, from his days in a public boarding school to his days at Cambridge and after. He has always seen himself as very different from everyone else, and while he portrays himself to others as being very confident and independent, inside he is extremely insecure and alone. He gets caught up in an espionage plot by his professor at Cambridge which leads to an exciting time during the summer holidays in Europe.
The story is told in chronological disorder, with chapters bouncing from Adrian's time at Cambridge back to public school and vice versa. The book is of course filled with Stephen Fry's wonderful language, and I can hear him reading it to me. He makes me love the English language. Like another reviewer, I can see the similarities between his biography 'Moab is my Washpot' and this story, which makes me wonder if this story is his wishful thinking about his own life's history. It made the book a bit less enjoyable to me, because that was always nagging me. The espionage part of the story didn't do much for me. All in all, it was nice to read something by Fry, but it wasn't as brilliant as I had hoped, so I give it three out of five stars. ( )

Gave up after 40 pages, just not for me I'm afraid! ( )

I didn't like this book. In fact I didn't finish it. I couldn't find the story. I never cared for a single character. I couldn't be bothered with the spy-laden interludes to the main story. However, because I adore Stephen Fry, I'm willing to accept this my failure as a reader rather than Fry's as an author. ( )

If I hadn't read "Moab is my Washpot" before reading "The Liar", I would probably have enjoyed it more. As it is, this book now seemed to be an odd mix of two separate books: an addition to Fry's school years autobiography, and a camp espionage caper. Not unlike Oscar Wilde, the author sprinkles bon mots throughout the text. The recondite vocabulary is sometimes exhilarating, sometimes tiring, typical for the "Look mama, no hands.." mentality of a new author keen to prove his virtuosity. On the whole, a bit unbalanced (the espionage story is pretty weak), but with beautiful descriptions of the sufferings of young Stephen. ( )

Enjoyed the wit, language, and colourful windows into public school and Cambridge. Heard Fry's voice throughout. ( )

http://tamaranth.blogspot.com/2011/03/201113-liar-stephen-fry.html ( )

This is a very twisted story - make sure you are paying attention or you will have no idea what is going on. I loved it!

My first meeting with you only confirmed what I first suspected. You are a fraud, a charlatan and a shyster. My favourite kind of person, in fact.

"The Liar" follows Adrian Healey from public school to Cambridge (with some unfortunate digressions along the way). At Cambridge his slippery morals and deceitful nature bring him to the attention of philology professor Donald Trefusis, who drags him into some strange and possibly dangerous goings-on in Central Europe during the summer holidays. Stephen Fry's first novel is at least as exceedingly clever, witty and uproariously amusing as you would expect, given the author's reputation.

I first read this book back in 1992 when it first came out in paperback, and was glad to have an opportunity to re-read it. Strangely I remembered the spy story as taking up far more of the book than it actually did, although I had forgotten the way the characters in the spy story were referred to by their clothes rather than their names.

Adrian noticed that the permanent puddle in the passageway between King's and St Catharine's had iced over. Spring was having to make a fight of it. He wrapped Miroslav, his cashmere scarf, closer round him as he stepped out into the icy gale that blasted along King's Parade. They used to say that Cambridge was the first stopping place for the wind that swept down from the Urals: in the 1930s that was as true of the politics as the weather.

Standing at the bus stop on my way to work early in April, I happened to read this passage on a very appropriate morning. Shivering, I wished that I had a Miroslav of my own to snuggle round my neck, but unfortunately it was meant to be spring and my hat, gloves and scarf were all back in my chest of drawers. ( )

A fantastic read. Very humourous. Enjoyed it immensely.
The story concerns itself with Adrian Healey who is a compulsive liar. Partly autobiographical as well. ( )

Perhaps Stephen Fry, who wrote this novel 'The Liar', has unknowingly added a new literary genre that could be called wishful autobiography. Knowing a little bit about the author's background creates a very different experience with this book than if taken just at face value. We have here a novel describing the exploits and dandy adventures of a young English Oscar Wilde-incarnated prep school boy. Adrian, a persuasive and very intelligent student can not tell the truth, not even under great duress or pressure. This talent or perhaps handicap creates an assortment of entertaining situations in the school he attends and gets him into of course a lot of trouble, although not as much as you might expect. Then again he is a skillful liar and we're told the entire book is a lie. The Liar takes place in an environment most of us can't quite relate to. The halls of the privileged public schools of England have their own jargon, history and common understanding. It takes quite a bit of that knowledge to understand certain passages of the novel even though Fry takes care to explain. Throughout the work this internal language generates a distance where as a reader you get the sensation that you're always just missing the point. For example, you have to be quite well read to get some of the finer points of the interaction between Adrian and his chums. Frequently names of characters in Roman literature are used as stereotypes, which, works well, if you've read works like the Satyricon for example.

We can clearly hear Wilde's language and ideas combined with the events Evelyn Waugh might have conjured. At the same time Stephen Fry takes the piss out of the entire genre as well. He clearly shows the self absorbed narrow world of English private academia. However, this isn't just a pastiche novel, it isn't a copy or weak derivative. Through the familiar Victorian and Edwardian language we can clearly here Fry's own voice and one as clever as you might expect. In some parts and phrases we can even hear Chuck Palahniuk's voice.

It is rather strange however to see the means by which Fry evangelizes the gay persuasion. I don't mean that he tries to persuade anyone in converting but there is a definite sense of trying to normalize queerness (his word not mine). The way in which this is done in my view anyway is rather counterproductive. Instead of showing the elegance, the refined nature of most gay men, Fry shows and describes all those things we think they're up to in great detail. After having read Portnoy's Complaint it did not bother me too much but then again I can see how the novel can turn people away.

There is another interesting link to Portnoy's Complaint. Philip Roth who wrote Portnoy has always denied his book was autobiographical. Unlike Fry who I believe clearly admitted in various interviews that the materials for The Liar were snatched from his own experiences in the English public school system and other parts of his early life. Comparing Portnoy to the Liar becomes even more interesting when we look at how the protagonists in either novel address us, the reader. Whereas in Portnoy the author essentially screams at the reader about his problems, Fry hides behind his protagonist. A protagonist who we are told from the very first sentence will lie to us. The protagonist is arrested for possession of cocaine, but as we find out later that was all a lie. In reality Fry was arrested for possession of cocaine and sent to prison. Bits of knowledge like these add a completely new layer to the novel and a rather interesting one because we now have a novel in which we can ask: what exactly is an unreliable narrator when the narrator speaks of both the protagonist and the author? ( )

I was a bit disappointed. With all the wandering about we do, the characters and their side stories feel more substantial than the plot. So yes, very clever, but I was hardly invested enough to make it a real jaw-dropper. Still, a pleasant enough read that is sure to warrant more than one chuckle. ( )

Entertaining fictionalised account of Fry's early life and then some. Moab Is My Washpot meets le Carré. Very readable, and quite funny. ( )

From Piccadily Circus through Cambridge theatre production and the Mozart Festspielse in Salzburg, Stephen Fry takes you on a fabulous adventure into the slightly twisted world of a notorious liar. Fast, funny and a touch warped, never ever even a little boring. ( )

I often don't care much for books that are straight-up comedies. Generally, I don't find them as funny as books that have other, more serious stories, but are leavened with comedy along the way. Maybe it's just that generally, the quality of writing in comedies isn't really all that good, and so all that's left is the laughs. Generally, though, you don't get that many laughs out of the book, and so you just feel disappointed.

I feel pretty mixed about this book, then. It was well written stylistically, certainly. The book flowed nicely, there were some very good scenes, and the references were quite nice, as well. Still, the plot overall was forced in places, hard to follow, and didn't gel well, and the characterization beyond the main character wasn't great. It made me laugh a couple of times, which is actually not that bad, but the rest of it wasn't great.

I can't say that I really recommend this, but if you're inclined to comedies, you could certainly do worse. I'll probably not be leaping on to reading the rest of his books, though. ( )

This book is fantastic. It's everything one'd expect in a book from Stephen Fry, so I rightly enjoyed it. Fry's writing is really nothing like anything else you'll ever come across, and "The Liar" is certainly one of my favorite recent novels. ( )