Thursday, February 26, 2009

Wood on Durrell


Difficult going

I've always felt that reading Justine is a bit like reading The Waves: one understands little, and yet one recognizes unquestionable bits of literary genius. The same might be said of Michael Wood's recent review of Lawrence Durrell's Quartet, except that, as I made clear in a letter to the London Review, Wood's essay is so unreadable that any specks of insight are clouded by an unyielding opacity.


  1. Wood's was a feeble piece. It makes you wonder what it takes to get a job at Princeton. But Justine deserves and rewards attention. It is a beautiful and compressed masterpiece. You might be interested to read more about Justine in Alexandria: City of Memory, by Michael Haag, Yale University Press, 2004. See Yes, it is me.

  2. Ha - I certainly will, Michael. Thanks for the post! --Jesse