Nick Hornby has resumed his post at The Believer. The May issue sees him taking up where he left off, and it’s … it’s … it’s alright.
I have written about his column before, and I am a big fan. I eagerly awaited his return. I was expecting a wonderfully witty homecoming. I was expecting him to say, “Nathalie, I’m hoooome and here to amuse and delight you.” I expected fireworks.
Instead, it’s a self-confessed failure to launch. He has cast himself as a boomerang child. He’s laconic and snarky. He’s oddly self-congratulatory. It’s a wee bit flat. Oh well. It can only get better, right?