Cheerfully raunchy first novel by a former chef, with some memorable moments and authentic atmosphere.
If you can’t take the heat. . . .
But 28-year-old Layla Mitchner is not going to stay out of the kitchen. She didn’t blow most of her meager inheritance on courses at Le Cordon Bleu so some arrogant bastard who happens to think he’s the greatest chef in New York could force her to quit. Noel, the aforesaid arrogant bastard, keeps her making salads and vinaigrette while the men go on to bigger and better things. Trading dirty jokes with the Mexican underlings is one way to vent her frustration—they barely understand what she’s saying anyway. Does anyone but her notice that the new guy on the sauté station is high on coke? Of course not. Danny O’Shaughnessy is a man, so he can do no wrong—even if he is an ex-con and a complete incompetent. Layla seethes. What do you mean, her ice-cream balls aren’t tight enough? Take this scoop and shove it, bozo. A walk in the night air cools her off and reminds her why she can’t afford to quit. For one thing, she owes rent to her roommate. Her mother, a self-absorbed soap-opera actress, would help, but Layla would rather tough it out. Then Billy, her fey, gay sidekick (a great admirer of her mother’s campy histrionics), calls to invite her to a party. There, she meets Dick Davenport, a rich, self-absorbed hottie who thinks he’s all that plus a bag of blue-chip stocks. Billy points out tactfully that perhaps all Layla needs is a good lay, but she’s not sure she buys that. What about love? Finding a soulmate in Manhattan, though, is obviously impossible, and anyway, who the hell would want an underpaid, overworked, irritable female who arranges mesclun for a living? This guy Frank, a musician/promoter type, looks like a better bet than the too-perfect Dick—until Frank whips out handcuffs in a seedy motel.
Cheerfully raunchy first novel by a former chef, with some memorable moments and authentic atmosphere.Pub Date: July 1, 2003
ISBN: 1-4000-6042-7
Page Count: 256
Publisher: Villard
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 2003
The phrase “tour de force” could have been invented for this audacious novel.
Four men who meet as college roommates move to New York and spend the next three decades gaining renown in their professions—as an architect, painter, actor and lawyer—and struggling with demons in their intertwined personal lives.
Yanagihara (The People in the Trees, 2013) takes the still-bold leap of writing about characters who don’t share her background; in addition to being male, JB is African-American, Malcolm has a black father and white mother, Willem is white, and “Jude’s race was undetermined”—deserted at birth, he was raised in a monastery and had an unspeakably traumatic childhood that’s revealed slowly over the course of the book. Two of them are gay, one straight and one bisexual. There isn’t a single significant female character, and for a long novel, there isn’t much plot. There aren’t even many markers of what’s happening in the outside world; Jude moves to a loft in SoHo as a young man, but we don’t see the neighborhood change from gritty artists’ enclave to glitzy tourist destination. What we get instead is an intensely interior look at the friends’ psyches and relationships, and it’s utterly enthralling. The four men think about work and creativity and success and failure; they cook for each other, compete with each other and jostle for each other’s affection. JB bases his entire artistic career on painting portraits of his friends, while Malcolm takes care of them by designing their apartments and houses. When Jude, as an adult, is adopted by his favorite Harvard law professor, his friends join him for Thanksgiving in Cambridge every year. And when Willem becomes a movie star, they all bask in his glow. Eventually, the tone darkens and the story narrows to focus on Jude as the pain of his past cuts deep into his carefully constructed life.
The phrase “tour de force” could have been invented for this audacious novel.Pub Date: March 10, 2015
ISBN: 978-0-385-53925-8
Page Count: 720
Publisher: Doubleday
Review Posted Online: Dec. 21, 2014
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 2015
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Genetically engineered dinosaurs run amok in Crichton's new, vastly entertaining science thriller. From the introduction alone—a classically Crichton-clear discussion of the implications of biotechnological research—it's evident that the Harvard M.D. has bounced back from the science-fantasy silliness of Sphere (1987) for another taut reworking of the Frankenstein theme, as in The Andromeda Strain and The Terminal Man. Here, Dr. Frankenstein is aging billionaire John Hammond, whose monster is a manmade ecosystem based on a Costa Rican island. Designed as the world's ultimate theme park, the ecosystem boasts climate and flora of the Jurassic Age and—most spectacularly—15 varieties of dinosaurs, created by elaborate genetic engineering that Crichton explains in fascinating detail, rich with dino-lore and complete with graphics. Into the park, for a safety check before its opening, comes the novel's band of characters—who, though well drawn, double as symbolic types in this unsubtle morality play. Among them are hero Alan Grant, noble paleontologist; Hammond, venal and obsessed; amoral dino-designer Henry Wu; Hammond's two innocent grandchildren; and mathematician Ian Malcolm, who in long diatribes serves as Crichton's mouthpiece to lament the folly of science. Upon arrival, the visitors tour the park; meanwhile, an industrial spy steals some dino embryos by shutting down the island's power—and its security grid, allowing the beasts to run loose. The bulk of the remaining narrative consists of dinos—ferocious T. Rex's, voracious velociraptors, venom-spitting dilophosaurs—stalking, ripping, and eating the cast in fast, furious, and suspenseful set-pieces as the ecosystem spins apart. And can Grant prevent the dinos from escaping to the mainland to create unchecked havoc? Though intrusive, the moralizing rarely slows this tornado-paced tale, a slick package of info-thrills that's Crichton's most clever since Congo (1980)—and easily the most exciting dinosaur novel ever written. A sure-fire best-seller.
Pub Date: Nov. 7, 1990
ISBN: 0394588169
Page Count: 424
Publisher: Knopf
Review Posted Online: Sept. 21, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 1990
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