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...sunken trading pit as a bell rang promptly at 9:50 a.m. "March," intoned the exchange's trading superintendent, Patrick J. White, from his elevated perch at the edge of the ring. "Ninety," shouted Herbert Coyne of the commodity firm of Rayner & Stonington Inc. "Sold," cried Robert Marcus of Imperial Commodities Corp. A beige-jacketed clerk chalked the figure on a blackboard...
...KILLING OF SISTER GEORGE. Frank Marcus turns a harsh spotlight on a radio heroine (Beryl Reid), who plays a selfless nurse on the air-and then performs in private life as a violent lesbian terrorizing all who cross her path...
Dissidents & Irritants. The selection reflects what Editor Marcus believes to be "the dominant position in world writing-as much as in world power-that America has come to occupy during the last 20 years." This view is borne out by the anthology, but another selection might have been less flattering to U.S. readers. For example, British writing is meagerly represented by Angus Wilson, Doris Lessing and Muriel Spark. There are no stories by two great English stylists, Graham Greene and Evelyn Waugh, by Anthony Burgess or V.S. Pritchett, or by those writers, like Coljn Maclnnes, John Wain or Kingsley Amis...
These conspicuous absences prove the contrary of Marcus' suggestion that good writing is somehow a function of national power and prosperity and a product of the consensus that goes with them. The U.S. is represented not by Virgilian celebrators of the Great Society but by outsiders dog-paddling against the mainstream of American life. If American society is a success, no one would know it from this anthology. Unless it is Louis Auchincloss (unrepresented here), the white Anglo-Saxon Protestant has no laureate and, unless it is John O'Hara (also unrepresented), no candid friend. The voice...
Science & Revelation. Marcus' collection also supports the unhappy tradition that the short story is the resort of sensitives with neither the lungs for a novel nor the brains for polemic or criticism. This is not the case, of course. Out of great sorrows come little songs, and out of little sorrows come short stories. Still, the man who presumes to take an hour out of the reader's life had better have some comedy or magic up his sleeve. John Cheever does. His much anthologized piece, The Enormous Radio, again presents its enigmas. Cheever examines modern technological superstitions...