Title: be a part of the 90s - get your matelasse counterpane NOW
Product review: We already saw most of this story on Dallas in the 80s , sans the racial insights, with Jimmy Baker borrowed for the finale and Sue Ellen was torid. Only one small heart's desire of mine possibly qualifies me for membership in the decade, if Mr. Wolfe is its defining chronicler. And, that desire is mentioned at least 4 times as THE signature ornament of the standard luxury mansion bedroom, and the attic room occupied by the Stoic --- the matelasse counterpane. Maybe I could relate to the story, reclaim my rightful place as a member of the decade and the century, if only I had one of those things, or some dear friends from prison or from the billionaires' club. I got this book as a Christmas present and saved it to savor in summer. What a waste of 3 days! Florid prose, cartoon scenery, thin characters and no payoff of a decent end for the pain of slogging through the bazillion or so words.
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