PASSION FLOWERS IN ITALY by Rosalind Erskine

PASSION FLOWERS IN ITALY

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KIRKUS REVIEW

The title would indicate that Miss Sarah Callender, the narrator and erstwhile proprietress of the Passion Flower Hotel (1962, p. 844) is likely to become a latter day Flying Dutchman pursued from port to port. Exiled to Italy and bondage vile at the Villa Marento (an international reformatory for upperclass, wayward girls) Sarah widens her circle of reluctant virgins with a specimen each from Scandinavia, America, and Italy. The girls soon break out for nights that they sincerely hope will be noxious with sex. Their forays are flat, their orgies are picnics, their playmates are borderline pederasts and, before the iron innocence of Sarah and Co. is saved once more, their insouciance wears thin. There was a certain spice to the first set of Passion Flowers, but the second go round comes up with all the tasteless ""fun"" of a rubber lasagna. The readership may carry over from the successful first novel-- but can it survive another?

Pub Date: Feb. 14th, 1964
Publisher: Simon & Schuster