In Flesh by David Szalay, a Hungarian teenager named István navigates a life shaped by trauma, emotional detachment, and fleeting moments of connection. As a teenager, István and his mother move to a quiet apartment complex in Hungary. He is shy, new to the area, and doesn’t have many friends, leaving him feeling isolated—until his mother asks him to help a neighbor with errands. The neighbor, a woman around his mother’s age, initially becomes his only friend, but their relationship soon turns into an affair. István is deeply conflicted about the relationship, and he begins to feel as if his life is spiraling out of control.
After a violent encounter with another man, István relocates to London, where he drifts from job to job until he eventually finds steady work as a chauffeur for the city’s billionaires.
I found the novel rather pointless. I read the entire book and still couldn’t discern the message. István remains essentially unchanged throughout the story; there is little to no character growth. Everything that happens to him seems driven by external forces, and he passively goes along with it. The narrative feels like it revolves around two main themes: bad or uneventful things happening to István, and sex. Despite the constant stream of traumas he experiences, the story feels oddly static. At times, I felt overwhelmed by his life, yet strangely detached—as if nothing meaningful was truly happening.




