This book is a wonderful example of voice-- telling, not showing. Written as a series of letters to the Premier of China, it discloses a wicked sense of how things work. A young man from rural India becomes a chauffer and then manages to become a Bangalore entrepreneuer by murdering his employer.

THE WHITE TIGER is like Shteyngart's books or like the funny parts of Foer's first book, in that it gets humor out of the way that people misappropriate concepts when trying to join into the captialist feeding frenzy. However, it doesn't have the sweetness of these other two authors. I found that refreshing. I like my coffee, my chocolate and my humor very dark.

A number of the other critics who've reviewed this work don't seem to notice that it's a comedy. Maybe they're too horrified by the bleakness of Adiga's vision. But this bleakness is what makes it so funny, and so true. It's definitely worth reading.