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...them out and flattered, charmed-and signed up-some of the biggest names in the literary world. Together with Partner Donald Klopfer, he turned Random House, which they founded in 1927, into a pantheon of stars: Eugene O'Neill, James Joyce, Gertrude Stein, William Faulkner, Sinclair Lewis, Isak Dinesen, Truman Capote, John O'Hara and W.H. Auden. Now, in this posthumous volume, Cerf tells what goes on behind the bookshelves. Using tapes of his interviews for Columbia's oral history program, along with his diaries and scrapbooks, his widow, Phyllis Cerf Wagner, and former Random House Editor...
...melodramatic bisexuality, a condition that made her fall in love with husbands and wives. Like the protagonist in her story A Tree. A Rock. A Cloud, she could say: "Son, I can love anything." Nevertheless, Biographer Carr judges, she preferred women. Her often unrequited infatuations ranged from Isak Dinesen to Marilyn Monroe. "I was born a man," Carson once declared with a peculiar amalgam of imagination and truth...
...Life and Destiny of Isak Dinesen by Frans Lasson and Clara Svendsen. Illustrated. 227 pages. Random House. $15. Hundreds of pictures of the author and dozens of her family, friends, pets, houses, manuscripts and even book jackets. What is desperately missing from this reverential literary curiosity is any sense of the vitality of its subject. Isak Dinesen's writing was mercurial, elaborate and passionate. Her life was filled with tragedy and long illness as well as with adventure. Her husband was the model for Hemingway's Francis Macomber; her great love, Denys Finch-Hatton...
Textbook Psychosis. Muriel Spark has written another riveting small novel that displays her elliptical style and uncanny control of an abruptly shifting narrative. As always, too, she is something of a conundrum. Critics have likened her to writers as varied as Isak Dinesen and Evelyn Waugh. Normally confident commentators grope helplessly to describe the seductions of her stories, citing her wit, her urbanity, her Roman Catholic convictions...
Irony comes with the first rays of morning: the tale will never be told, either by the dumb-struck youth or by the dead millionaire. Chilly splinters of the Dinesen style occasionally gleam in the stilted drama. But recurrent lines, like "The earth trembled at the loss of my innocence," are difficult enough on paper; on film they are impossible...