Title: Ghost of Robertson Davies morphing into porn?
Product review: I'm about 200 pages into this book and I have to say I detected strong notes of Robertson Davies during the European stage of the story. I would be willing to bet Irving had recently read the Depthford Trilogy around the time Until We Meet Again was being formulated.After that I find this book really descends into softcore porn. The age of Jack during his first sexual (abusive?) experiences is a bit disturbing. Not sure I'm going to finish this one.Bottom line is disappointment. The brilliance of Owen Meany will keep me trying every Irving book that comes out but this is one I'm likely to spit out.
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