THE NEOPHILIACS by Christopher Booker. 414 pages. Gambit. $8.95.
What on earth do the Beatles, Harold Wilson, Twiggy and Kenneth Tynan have in common? In their variously fashionable ways, all have been trapped within "the bubble of compulsive up-to-dateness." They are Neophiliacs—lovers of "the new"—and they are doomed to live out the damnation of all ultramodern men: "Keeping pace with pace."
Thus speaks Christopher Booker, a repentant Neophiliac himself, onetime scriptwriter for That Was the Week
That Was. With all the eye-rolling horror of an ex-sinner, Booker, 32, looks back on the English scene of the past 15 years or so as a...