Written in 1947 for “Script Magazine” was this favorable review of Christopher Isherwood’s (1906 – 1986) semi-autobiographical novel, Memorial
, which was placed in post-World War I Britain:
“The plot of Memorial can be discussed very briefly: it doesn’t have one. It doesn’t need one. It is entirely fascinating, not a dramatic sequence of events, but an increasingly intimate understanding of a state of affairs…The book proceeds, not forward in time, but inward by layers. Isherwood has a wonderful gift of getting inside people.”
“As you may have gathered, I lik the book very much. It is an adult book. Don’t buy it for your little niece. (You want her to grow up stupid, don’t you?)”
