Theft: A Love Story

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Theft: A Love Story
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First edition (Australia)
Author Peter Carey
Cover artist Jenny Grigg
Country Australia
Language English
Publisher Knopf (Australia & US)
Faber & Faber (UK)
Publication date
9 May 2006
Media type Print (Hardback & Paperback)
Pages 272 pp
ISBN 0-307-26371-1
OCLC 62331104

Theft: A Love Story is a novel by Australian writer Peter Carey. It won the 2006 Vance Palmer Prize, the Victorian Premier's Literary Award prize for fiction.

Plot Summary[edit]

Theft is the story of Michael "Butcher" Boone, an Australian artist whose career is having an early and comprehensive twilight. He is guardian, babysitter and caretaker for his "damaged two hundred and twenty pound brother", Hugh. "There is always Hugh," Butcher says, "and you cannot take a slash or park the truck without considering him." As the novel opens, Butcher is fresh out of jail for robbing his ex-wife of his own paintings, paintings that became hers when the marriage ended. Exiled to a remote house owned by a fussy former patron, Butcher is trying to get his career back on track, avoid his creditors and manage Hugh, when - on a stormy, flooding evening - he receives a visit from the mysterious Marlene, described by Hugh as "a GAMINE with tiny boobies and a silk dress you could have fitted in your pocket with your hanky".

Through marriage to Olivier Liebovitz, Marlene is the holder of the droit moral, the hereditary right to authenticate paintings, in this case those of Olivier's dead father, Jacques Liebovitz. Somehow, Butcher and Hugh's farmer neighbour has recently acquired a Liebovitz of mysterious provenance, and Marlene arrives, a vision in Manolo Blahniks tramping through knee-deep mud, to put a validating stamp on it, immediately sending its worth into the stratosphere.[1]

Awards and nominations[edit]

Reviews[edit]

  • The Guardian: "..let me be entirely clear about this: Theft: A Love Story is a novel that will get right up your nose. Carey has produced a humane, gloriously Australian book of grand passion, bad breath and high mischief. It is a rudely brilliant, infuriatingly beautiful, belligerently profane work of art."[1]
  • The Washington Post: "Carey frames a story that shifts before our eyes -- maddeningly complex, hypnotically brilliant, entirely original."[2]

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