Em and the Big Hoom is a 2012 English-language novel written by Jerry Pinto. The book won The Hindu Literary Prize, the Crossword Book Award, the Sahitya Akademi Award, and the Windham–Campbell Literature Prize.
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The foundation of the book is built on the unusual relationships within the Mendes family: Imelda, Augustine, their daughter Susan, and their unnamed son from whose perspective the book is narrated. The non-linear storyline chronicles the life of the family, from the early lives of Imelda and Augustine (known by their children as 'Em' and 'The Big Hoom') to the family's chaotic struggle with Em's bipolar disorder, her euphoric flamboyance, strange charm, and paranoid attempts at suicide.[1]
The book was praised by several writers, including Salman Rushdie, who called it "one of the very best books to come out of India in a long, long time."[3] Amitav Ghosh said that the novel was "profoundly moving book" and that he could not remember when he had last read something as touching.[4] In a review for India Today, Anvar Alikhan said of the novel, "I don't know how much of this book is autobiographical, but I suspect a large part of it is: It's just too authentic, in its minutiae of mental illness, and its deliberately matter-of-fact narrative of pain, for it to be the fiction that it pretends to be. It's an emotionally daunting book and, frankly, I'm not sure everybody will have the strength, or even the compassion, to reap its richness."[5]
Em and The Big Hoom received international critical acclaim as well. For The Irish Times, Eileen Battersby wrote in her review, "Pinto’s book is shocking in its impressive understatement (.....) There may not be such a thing as a perfect book, yet Jerry Pinto comes heartbreakingly close."[6]
In The Guardian, Scarlett Thomas wrote, "This book is most successful when the characters are allowed to speak for themselves, and Pinto is quite a genius with dialogue. (...) This is an India that many people won't have seen, and while we don't spend enough time in that flat in Bombay, it is worth hanging around outside."[7] Peter Yeung of The Financial Times reported, "It is written with genuine compassion and sincerity, while a sprinkling of black humour ensures it is never overly sentimental."[8]