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Feb. 5th, 2013 10:39 amI gave up on Lenten Lands. Here's my review. One star.
Memoir of the author who happened to be the stepson of C.S. Lewis, so partly about Lewis and his wife Joy, and partly about Gresham's life. It's entertaining but he has kind of a florid writing style that I don't like, and there are flashes of cranky snobbery - how things have declined since socialism, railway strikes are "the small man's modern method of exerting power for power's sake", etc.
I gave up on this after Joy and C. S. Lewis both died and the griping about the sinister servants began. He cites the cook's remarks like "Wouldn't Mrs. Lewis 'ave loved those roses?" as cruel examples of her power to make Mr. Lewis cry, which is so strange I can't even believe it. Every grieving person I've known has been delighted to know that others remember their dear one, even if that memory brings tears. Anyway, I'm not interested in Gresham's life and I've come to dislike him. He didn't provide much insight into Lewis or his mother's relationship with him, either. What a prat.
Memoir of the author who happened to be the stepson of C.S. Lewis, so partly about Lewis and his wife Joy, and partly about Gresham's life. It's entertaining but he has kind of a florid writing style that I don't like, and there are flashes of cranky snobbery - how things have declined since socialism, railway strikes are "the small man's modern method of exerting power for power's sake", etc.
I gave up on this after Joy and C. S. Lewis both died and the griping about the sinister servants began. He cites the cook's remarks like "Wouldn't Mrs. Lewis 'ave loved those roses?" as cruel examples of her power to make Mr. Lewis cry, which is so strange I can't even believe it. Every grieving person I've known has been delighted to know that others remember their dear one, even if that memory brings tears. Anyway, I'm not interested in Gresham's life and I've come to dislike him. He didn't provide much insight into Lewis or his mother's relationship with him, either. What a prat.
