Harry Rent is, quite literally, at a loss. A recent widower with a Buddha belly, he spends lonely days at Café Retro, a fifties throwback diner that would put Happy Days to shame. Wifeless and lifeless, he is wondering what has become of the man he’d always planned to be. The café is his escape, a window into the life of twenty-two year old Molly, her angel wings tattooed wide across the small of her back. With each day, Harry’s fantasies grow ever more elaborate as he sees new beginnings, a washing away of the past.

Then, on a night punctuated by serendipity and self-loathing, Harry reaches a crisis point. Fuelled by a rereading of The Count of Monte Cristo, he decides then and there to reinvent himself. But Harry is no Edmond Dantes … Both funny and moving, Harry, Revised is heartbreakingly honest in its depiction of the urban male. It is to Sarvas’ credit that he has managed to juxtapose such conflicting emotions so successfully, the end result being an unforgettable and rewarding journey through the life of a flawed but loveable hero.