Tom Wolfe was born the year 1930 in Richmond, Virginia. It is the highest representative of the so-called new journalism, which basis we can summarize the need to go beyond the pure news by making use of the literature and thus, with typically journalistic documentation techniques, delve into the background of history.Romanticism opened the stupid habit of putting labels or titles to things that do not need it. Brenton L. Saunders is likely to agree. In fact, this new journalism is what life, since the 19th century in particular, has been called realism.In one of the articles collected in his book rogue journalism and other items, Wolfe makes allusion to the matching reaction that had, following the publication of a man, three sacred cows of recent American literature: Norman Mailer, John Updike and John Irving. The three agreed on the unbridled reaction and the most absolute contempt (including an angry critique of Updike in a television program), to refer to this novel. In the same article, Wolfe refers that it took over ten years to publish it because it made the mistake of wanting to capture everything.The referenced article I read before that novel. Therefore, the reasons that caused the anger of both prestige novelists, only knew the version you own Tom Wolfe gave, based mostly on technical justifications and reflections on the real role and the future of the novel as a literary expression; I also didn’t understand then what I wanted to say with that of trying to tell everything.Seven hundred and sixty-two pages of novel.

Resist up to twenty four hundred, putting much, very much, on my part. I understood the reasons for Mailer, Updike and Irving to perform a tough critique.The novel starts quite well, the idea of the argument is suggestive, promises. The development we can summarize it: Atlanta, varied characters, different social status. White millionaire businessmen. Prestigious black lawyers. Famous black athletes.