Title: Boring and cloying!
Review: Anne Roiphe has been boring us for years in her columns in the NY Observer and her books. This new book is no exception. Her style, if that is what you call her way of writing, is so precious and overblown that you want to scream after reading a sentence.Besides, she has little nice to say about her parents or her brother, and a kind soul would keep all that to herself. She justifies her writing by claiming that as a writer, she needs to express herself in her book. What nonsense! My suggestion is to remember that she "ain't" no Virginia Woolf nor even Patty Bosworth, and we could all live happily enough without knowing what went on at some upper middle class apartment on Park Avenue. I suggest she write something challenging for once, that is about something which does not include Anne Roiphe as the center of the universe. It might do her some good to distance herself from herself for awhile.
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