Nicholas Lezard on BS Johnson

Thanks to Steve over at Splinters for pointing me at the link to Nicholas Lezard on BS Johnson:

“If only they realised it was funny,” was Joyce’s complaint about those who complained about Ulysses . This is something that is regularly forgotten about so many of the notionally austere modernist writers: they are a hoot. It is the precise attention to detail and significance, and the profound acknowledgment of absurdity, that makes it so. And as Beckett, in particular, is funniest when writing about death, despair and futility, so is Johnson.