In a victory for the forces of mediocrity, John Banville has nabbed the 2005 Booker Prize for his rather dull novel, The Sea. How disappointing.
UPDATE: Banville, ever the poster boy for modesty and grace, is quoted as saying, "It's nice to see a work of art winning the Booker Prize". Oh, doesn't it make your snob-senses tingle!
Meanwhile, can we please have some new adjectives to describe Banville's prose. "Crystalline", "wry" and "mordent" are getting a little tired. I'm sure the man himself could be of service. Personally, I find his style too flocculent for words.