THE FAMILY WAY by Myron Brinig


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I thought it was a horrid book. Small Drury, who played hookey and went to a baseball game to see the Yankees play and consumed vast quantities of pop and chewing gum and various indigestible in the company of a red-headed sailor, is the only beguiling character in the whole cast; I found even the old grannie, with her incurable sense of her own drama, slightly annoying. As for the rich publisher (with the hobby of a private plane) and his wife, and their adventures on the verge of being unfaithful (but apparently not falling over the edge) -- and their loathsome lovemates -- and the selfish old uncle who got fooled by a publicity stunt and got involved in a promise of matrimony -- and Phyllis the maid, who had her baby right in the house -- well, I was not amused. meretricious to a degree -- even for Myron Brinig. Undoubtedly it will sell -- so better have a look at it yourselves.

Pub Date: April 13th, 1942
Publisher: Farrar & Rinehart