HORSE TALES by Suzanne Wilding

HORSE TALES

By
Email this review

KIRKUS REVIEW

If Wilding's previous collections suffered from too wide a range of quality and interest, this is more of a piece--but a faded piece it is. There are no literary stars here (unless John O'Hara qualifies with ""It Might Have Been Spring,"" the sharpest and least horsey selection) but on the other hand the editor's own ""The Run"" is the only piece of honest-to-godawful pulp. Instead this runs to the formula sentimentality--Paul Gallico's ""Small Miracle"" and Mac Kinlay Kantor's ""The Horse Looked at Him""--once tolerated in the slicks but now hard to distinguish from the standard horse fan entries: Will James' tale of a shrewd trade, Colin Lofting's regeneration of a rodeo has-been, Dick Francis's crude guilt study of a punk who dopes a racehorse. Some real relics, one by Gordon Grand (""undoubtedly the best American author of fox hunting literature"") and one an excerpt from Primrose Cumming's Silver Snaffle, a childhood favorite of the author, might be creaky enough to be camp; we would leave the lot undisturbed in their pasture.

Pub Date: Nov. 23rd, 1976
Publisher: St. Martin's