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...Naturally, I find [Capp] most perceptive. Seriously, I was greatly impressed by his entire article." Was Reagan a regular reader of Penthouse? No, said his secretary; someone had sent him the Al Capp clipping. Perhaps he had a personal subscription she was unaware...
During the war, Leni was cheerful and passively innocent, never bothering to distinguish between Jews and non-Jews. Now she has trouble fathoming why people are angry at her. Leni's lack of understanding is revealed to the reader at third hand by a character called Au., an abbreviation for Böll's imaginary "Author." He is a priggish, humorless drudge who is determined to assemble the life of his living subject through interviews with people who knew...
Fiction is destroyed by précis - Doris Lessing's more than most writers'. Her power lies in the kind of nonpartisan gravity that overrides any specific levity a cynical reader may generate. She encourages the kind of brooding about the questions of life which knows at the outset there are no answers. "I haven't been married for years," she told an interviewer recently. "No one knows the virtues it requires, and I haven't got them." Have them or not, she knows them well enough, their value and their cost as well. *Timothy Foote
...surpassingly self-confident. He charges with the 21st against the dervishes at Khartoum, makes his way alone through the to the Nile, escapes from a Boer camp into an eight-day chase. Apart from money and fame, his principal aim in these dispatches is to win each breakfast reader of the Daily Telegraph and Morning Post to his own vision of colonial expansion. This is the age of Cecil Rhodes and Joseph Chamberlain. The exuberant correspondent foresees a "brave system of state-aided - almost state-compelled - emigration" to "regions of possibil ity" where "the great-grandchildren of the crossing-sweeper...
...first book suffers inevitably from a sense of déjà lu. It not only draws heavily on those earlier articles, it trades on childhood experiences shared to some extent by every reader. Even the author's self pity seems a bit wilted. On the very first page, she complains of a childhood "when being young meant finishing your milk and missing Twilight Zone...