I should be reviewing a novel published in 1959 – but I’m not. I’m zipping back to 1956 to review Patricia Highsmith’s The Talented Mr Ripley.
The reason? I unintentionally selected ten books written by men to represent the 1950s. It seemed only fair to add two books written by women to the mix.
I’m rather chuffed that I made this decision, otherwise I’d have missed out on reading two amazing novels. The first was Francoise Sagan’s Bonjour Tristesse – and the second is The Talented Mr. Ripley.
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Wile E. Coyote is my hero. Even though he’s, you know, evil and stuff.
One of my favourite moments from the old Road Runner cartoons was when Wile E. Coyote rigged up a whole heap of rocks between two cliffs with a little trapdoor underneath. Far below, of course, was a road, along which the Road Runner was certain to run at any moment. Attached to the trapdoor; a long rope, allowing Wile E., safely ensconced behind a distant rock, to open the trapdoor, release the rocks and flatten the Road Runner for good.
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