I HAD WILD JACK FOR A LOVER by Meredith Marsh

I HAD WILD JACK FOR A LOVER

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KIRKUS REVIEW

This teener fantasy, based on the assumption that a girl's troubles can be straightened out by prolonged rolls in the hay (or in this case the bathtub and bed) with a major cocksman, will supply the pull of recognition to any such daydreamer who can put up with some fairly doopy-do dialogue. Bennington freshman, nice WASP Hannah from Jersey, who responded to her drunk father's abuse and her mother's weakness by dating the sexually dull Town Delinquent, now finds that demon-lover, Israeli actor Art cab truly open doors--beginning with hitherto numb Gate I. ""He had seemed somehow to touch all of her with all of him so that she could find no opportunity to, as the newspaper advisers put it, draw the line."" Art: ""I will see you again, lovely child-woman?"" Yes, yes, through a school holiday in Art's New York apartment, tumbling and plunging and bubbling together. But Art has a harem and ""a man who ravishes women for a temple, won't settle for a home."" So wise Hannah surrenders not to Art whose charm delights her, but to Forces Bigger Than Herself--which give her the distance and perspective to respect her parents as individuals and herself As A Woman. Set in 1963 and seeming even hoarier than that, this may attract a few for whom Love Story was hot stuff--but in the Fifties it could have been a real garter-snapper.

Pub Date: Oct. 24th, 1977
Publisher: Coward, McCann & Geoghegan