It's waayy too long and drawn out. The main character is completely worthless. First off he's a cripple whose born with a silver spoon in his mouth. theres nothing extraordinary about him. he's a coward. he's petty. he's judgemental and self righteous. the whole second half of the novel is taken up with a ridiculous vomit inducing "love" affair that makes you with the main character would just kill himself and save the embarrasement. There is really no point to this novel.
Idk about seven. I can't imagine it really fitting into the plot, but maybe. I would watch it again, but everytime I see that movie I just really want some spaghetti.
Anyway. It's about a guy named Phillip. He's born with a clubfoot, and his parents died when he was very young. He goes to live with his aunt and uncle. Then it's just about him whining because he can't play games at school because of his foot and the other boys don't like him.
then he fails at a couple professions and this is all lazily rehashed to the reader. Then he goes to medical school and meets some awful english girl who he falls into love with even though she hates him and he spends like half his inheritance buying her stupid shit and never gets any pussy from her.