Comic actor/screenwriter Fry (the TV series A Bit of Fry and Laurie, etc.) weighs in with a fulsomely naughty first novel about a lascivious, blandly prevaricating English schoolboy cast adrift at public school, on the streets, at Cambridge, and in MI5. Adrian Healey—his chances in life already dented by his months as a London prostitute and his cocaine arrest—arrives at Cambridge with a reputation for insatiable sexual appetites (``Love was Adrian's guilty secret, sex his public pride'') and a strong aversion to telling the truth. Challenged by Donald Trefusis, the Senior Tutor who catches him in plagiarism, to produce some kind—any kind—of original work, Adrian takes a breather from his romantic pursuit of Hugo Cartwright (whom he's already had briefly in a lav before he realized that this was True Love) to penetrate the college's extensive collection of Victorian pornography and ``discover'' three chapters of Peter Flowerbuck, Dickens's lost pornographic masterpiece—which only Donald, of all the luminaries in the college, recognizes as Adrian's own work. Meantime, italicized interchapters have already suggested that (a) largely as a result of such high jinks, Donald will end up inveigling Adrian into an elaborate and dangerous spy plot to take delivery of Mendax, a device that prevents the user from lying, and (b) espionage Ö l`anglaise is just as foppish and foolish as the groves of academe, which so often furnish its personae. The treatment throughout is manic, in-your-face, and taboo-busting in the tradition of Orton, Monty Python, and numberless graffiti artists. Chockablock with witless pranks, single-entendres, lesser dolts like Pigs Trotter and Dr. Humphrey Biffen, and allusions to Shakespeare, Saki, Wilde, and George Herbert. Too British in its calculated outrageousness to repeat its bestselling performance on this side of the Atlantic, but still dizzyingly, peerlessly sophomoric. (Film rights to Paramount)
Pub Date: May 24, 1993
ISBN: 0-939149-82-6
Page Count: 277
Publisher: Soho
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 1993
BOOK TO SCREEN
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
BOOK REVIEW
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PROFILES
PERSPECTIVES
A strict report, worthy of sympathy.
A violent surfacing of adolescence (which has little in common with Tarkington's earlier, broadly comic, Seventeen) has a compulsive impact.
"Nobody big except me" is the dream world of Holden Caulfield and his first person story is down to the basic, drab English of the pre-collegiate. For Holden is now being bounced from fancy prep, and, after a vicious evening with hall- and roommates, heads for New York to try to keep his latest failure from his parents. He tries to have a wild evening (all he does is pay the check), is terrorized by the hotel elevator man and his on-call whore, has a date with a girl he likes—and hates, sees his 10 year old sister, Phoebe. He also visits a sympathetic English teacher after trying on a drunken session, and when he keeps his date with Phoebe, who turns up with her suitcase to join him on his flight, he heads home to a hospital siege. This is tender and true, and impossible, in its picture of the old hells of young boys, the lonesomeness and tentative attempts to be mature and secure, the awful block between youth and being grown-up, the fright and sickness that humans and their behavior cause the challenging, the dramatization of the big bang. It is a sorry little worm's view of the off-beat of adult pressure, of contemporary strictures and conformity, of sentiment….
A strict report, worthy of sympathy.Pub Date: June 15, 1951
ISBN: 0316769177
Page Count: -
Publisher: Little, Brown
Review Posted Online: Nov. 2, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 1951
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