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In all the speeches of his characters, however absurd they may be, there is a kind
of passion, the passion of the self-absorbed, the crank. For the moment, Peacock
has become the crank in question, Mr. Escot, Mr. Flosky. He has apprehended ...
It is her presence, side by side with the brilliantly exposed Sir Willoughby and his
entourage of witty ladies who function as a kind of corps de ballet to the action,
that gives The Egoist its permanently fascinating subtlety. Wit and poetry exist ...
Disraeli, Mrs. Gaskell, Dickens, were southerners for whom the industrial north
was essentially alien; the revolution that had made it was new and frightening, an
affront and a threat, and its towns were at once centers of a new kind of power ...
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Remember when literary critics read books and wrote about them? No? Well, I do now. He got a few things wrong - what did these people ever see in H.G. Wells? In Meredith? That they should be put next ... Read full review