| gillpolack ( @ 2008-03-24 23:15:00 |
I've been reading Farthing tonight. I was really enjoying it until there was just one Mitford echo too many. Now I can't get Love in a Cold Climate out of my head and Walton sounds like a pale imitation. Which she isn't, really, she's writing another sort of book entirely. I wish an editor who knew Mitford had combed through and made sure that the echoes weren't quite so strong, because I really, really like the book (and have told my mother she has to read it). I also think WAlton gets the antisemitism thing wrong, but that's one of those things that's almost impossible to get right. And drabbit, now I'm echoing Walton echoing Mitford.