Dedicated to Philip Roth who may be instrumental in what Wilfrid Sheed called the ""unseemly scuffle for jacket quotes,""...

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PLAYING HOUSE

Dedicated to Philip Roth who may be instrumental in what Wilfrid Sheed called the ""unseemly scuffle for jacket quotes,"" this self-indulgent, reiterative, run-on lamentation goes back to ""the soft bedsheets of childhood"" when she first carnally knew her brother -- that marvelous, moody, favored brother who left her -- always searching for him. ""Life became a night train going backwards into hell"" although certain authority figures appear here and there to slow it down -- her mother, a priest, her husband, her ""Turtle"" husband as solid as his shell. But nothing works -- she's spooked and sick and finally, accidentally, kills the thing she loves -- her little girl -- and is altogether abandoned even by Turtle. Tears and penances -- short of electrafying and oresting -- too much, too little, too awful.

Pub Date: July 26, 1973

ISBN: 1581952252

Page Count: -

Publisher: Holt, Rinehart & Winston

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 1973