UNTIL DEATH DO US PART by Mary McMullen

UNTIL DEATH DO US PART

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KIRKUS REVIEW

Another sprightly blackish-comedy from veteran McMullen--again featuring nicely nasty (if not entirely credible) doings among ex-spouses and business associates. The prime source of malevolence: Jane Frame, 46, founder of a top N.Y.C. executive-placement agency, who goes into a shit when her lover/protÉgÉ Walker North fails to become president of the Belding Group conglomerate--losing out to Jane's loathed ex-husband Malcolm Cowan! And when Malcolm then viciously dumps Walker from the company entirely, Jane goes on the warpath: ugly practical jokes, anonymous letters, false rumor-spreading, implicating Malcolm in an old theft case, ultimately even falsely accusing Malcolm of trying to kill her. So: will Malcolm fight back? Indubitably--especially since he has the secret support of lane's Gal Friday (who's always adored Malcolm). And, while Jane's other employees fall in love (a slightly drippy distraction), the feud escalates to a deadly, far-from-believable finale. Thin fare, to be sure, and whimsically motivated at best--but it rolls along quite merrily, thanks to McMullen's usual crisp delivery and her infectious fondness for petty outrageousness and evil.

Pub Date: Nov. 5th, 1982
Publisher: Doubleday