Word: novel
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...literary Lilliputians! they bellow. Everyone must take a week's vacation and read "An American Tragedy"; nothing short of a colossal achievement. Simultaneously other critics of an equal eminence rise in anger from their wrath on the labored, Teutonic, Kolossal opus. Written over a period over ten years, this novel, hurriedly completed in a few months, scarcely re-touched, and condensed not at all, has been published in a rough, raw, dull, and barbaric fulsomeness. Let us regurgitate, they howl in chorus, Dreiser and all his works once and forever. He knows nothing, utterly nothing...
...eighteenth century, when a novel appeared, the public used to spend about two months reading it. When the good people of Amesbury-on-the-Tyne, or some other center of learning had finally turned the last page of Richardson's tale, they would ring the village bell to celebrate the tidings that Pamela retained her virtue...
Jumping the uninspiring hour of 10 o'clock, I am going to Sever 35 at 11 to hear Dr. Maynadier give the first of two lectures on Dickens in his course on the history of the novel. At noon, I may go to Semitic Museum 1 to hear Professor Hooton in what should be a very interesting lecture on fossil man, but I think now that I shall probably hear Professor Hocking in Emerson D at the same time on the nature of liberty...
Mare Nostrum. Ibanez' novel has been prepared in sumptuous detail by Rex Ingram. Many of the scenes were taken on the Mediterranean and most of these are of surpassing beauty. War takes up a good deal of the film, with Alice Terry playing the German spy. Submarine action is vigorously included. Despite certain lethargic stretches the film is easily the feature of the week...
...HOUNDS OP SPRING?Sylvia Thompson?Little, Brown ($2). The bird's-eye view of Miss Thompson's novel is promising. A girl's true love goes to war and is reported dead. Desolate and a bit selfish, she marries with half a heart. Then the grave?which was a living one, a prison camp?gives up its dead. She finds it in her to leave husband and child, to conclude, on a veranda in Fiesole, that she was wise to relight her candle after fate had snuffed it. The story is straightforwardly written out, with honest British cliches of word...