Loynesy wrote:I think it all depends on what you look for in a book, and whether one is a reader generally
I've read every book cited on this thread - I've got a decent boxing library. I'd split boxing books into 3, occasionally overlapping categories , particularly 2 and 3.
1. The flimsy, ghost written "auto biogs". Full of short sentences, no adverbs, use of adjectives is sparse. I read them like they write - as fluff. You get some surprises - The Journeyman is terribly written but poignant and insightful, most are dross, but I always seem to have one in my laptop bag when I fly.
2.A properly well written boxing book, but obviously about boxing. . Kimball has nailed that with "Four Kings", its an immense read. McIllanvey on Boxing does this perfectly too (that may be my favourite boxing book of all time). Unforgivable Blackness is almost there, but the guy can't use commas.
3. Moving on from 2, and I suppose the holy grail of boxing writing: The genuine literary book where boxing is the metaphor not the raison d'etre. Liebling did that perfectly, on a more recent level NIck Tosches, and possibly McRrae . Its when you want to read other things the writer has published, even if it doesn't mention boxing. Mailer,is for me, the perfect example of being terrible at this genre - referring to oneself as "the Writer" throughout his tortuous prose. The Unforgivable Blackness is in this category too. Of course, most Category 2 writer wishes to be a Category 3
Just my thoughts.
I second this man's sentiments, if not necessarily all of his choices.
For 'quality of prose', I suggest A.J. Liebling's "The Sweet Science". For 'using some fellas punching each other to tell you something about the world', David Remnick's "King Of The World" and Kevin Mitchell's "War Baby". For sheer entertaining loopiness, Norman Mailer's "The Fight". For 'something really good about boxing', all of the above as well as George Kimball's "Four Kings".
I liked "Unforgivable Blackness" but it really is one of those biographies where the level of detail would be most appreciated by someone already more obsessed with the man and his life than me.
I didn't like Nick Tosches "Night Train" much. It's interesting by dint of Sonny Liston's story being an interesting one, but - acclaimed though it may be - I can't see much good in it beyond that. I found the prose to be irritating (a cack-handed attempt at that sparse Hemmingway-style thing to prove you're tough as well as clever), bits of the content to be irritating (I know a lot of folks think Ali was overrated, but Tosches is reluctant to grant that he was even remotely capable), and further bits of the content to be downright revolting (he seems impressed by the fact that Liston would injure prostitutes in a certain kind of way). I'm glad I've read it, but I was more glad to have finished it.