Let me admit from the outset: I found this book hard work. I then felt less intelligent for it being hard work, as it was loaned to me by someone who I think is really smart, henceforth putting more pressure on my poor brain to both understand and like this book. Which I kinda didn’t, because I resorted to the famed high school skimming technique, just so I could finish the thing.
Phew. There I said it. There was just SO MUCH detail for really quite little plot – like how a quail is more bones then meat, and while that meat is juicy and delicious, you just wish that you had bought a chicken.
The Great Gatsby is a chicken. Tender is the Night is a quail.
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I read this book a million years ago, and while I remember the Great Gatsby like I lived it, all I remember about this book was that NOTHING HAPPENED FOREVER.
ReplyDeleteSurely he gets some points for the cover? And the title? There's something lovely about the title, no? Anyway, I read a biography of his editor once, and it sounds like Scott Fitzgerald was one of those writers who are more pose than product - which is likely exactly the kind I'd be...
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