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...borrow the book's idiom, The Straight and Narrow Path is the tale of a great haroosh*in the village of Patrickstown, and it may be said without fear of successful contradiction that neither Barry Fitzgerald nor Spencer Tracy nor Bing Crosby nor John Wayne will bid for the role of the priest, if the book, by some unlikely chance, is made into a film...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Farce of the Year | 7/30/1956 | See Source »

Upstairs Bathroom. Honor Tracy, for her first novel published in the U.S., has written the farce of the year. But Catholic readers, especially those of Irish descent, are warned that they will probably find it also highly scandalous. Patrickstown is all right in its own way-only an hour's jaunt out of Dublin, with good fishing, cozy drinking facilities, its inhabitants (now that Lord Patrickstown, the last of the Protestant gentry, is a convert) sleeping peacefully under the benign but totalitarian rule of Roman Catholic Canon Ignatius Peart. The canon's only worries are the prevalence...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Farce of the Year | 7/30/1956 | See Source »

...nest," puts up at Mangan's Hotel for some rest after a breakdown from overwork on the tribal customs of the Congo. All might have been well had Dr. Butler not written a feature article for the London press. Butler included a description of nuns from the Patrickstown convent jumping over fires on Midsummer Eve and made some unfortunate references to some of the rites of The Golden Bough in connection with these innocent goings...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Farce of the Year | 7/30/1956 | See Source »

Peace descends only when Malachy, the Patrickstown simpleton, is vouchsafed a vision of the Virgin, and the populace turns from litigation to religion. Not, however, before the Irish, who stand "on the periphery of chaos," move into dead center and, in the book's most comic turn, infect the Sassenach with their own fey reasoning. "The bog water is rapidly rising in my brain," Butler finds, and obedient to the hypnosis that compels non-Irish reporters to write in a kind of stage Irish when describing St. Patrick's Day parades, he begins to talk in the wild...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Farce of the Year | 7/30/1956 | See Source »

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