Bloomsbury-bashing
In a review of The Letters of Lytton Strachey that seems too obviously designed to provoke, novelist Lucy Ellmann writes: "What is it about the Bloomsbury crowd - a few talented types who had the sense to sit on the floor a lot, paint their furniture, sleep with anyone they wanted and commit suicide whenever necessary - that so beguiles their adherents?"
She goes on to call Strachey "the biggest time-waster of the bunch", continuing to excoriate the man for the rest of the piece.
A few questions arise. Why have the esteemed editors of the New York Times assigned this book to a reviewer who has scant knowledge of the Bloomsbury set? Has Ms Ellman even read Eminent Victorians? And could all this muck-raking be something to do with the fact that her own book, Doctors And Nurses, is to be released soon?
She goes on to call Strachey "the biggest time-waster of the bunch", continuing to excoriate the man for the rest of the piece.
A few questions arise. Why have the esteemed editors of the New York Times assigned this book to a reviewer who has scant knowledge of the Bloomsbury set? Has Ms Ellman even read Eminent Victorians? And could all this muck-raking be something to do with the fact that her own book, Doctors And Nurses, is to be released soon?
2 Comments:
all these years later, they are still being prim about that lot. they really mad an impression then, right :)
By Prerona, at 8:34 PM
I'm afraid she is right. The Bloomsbury group mostly consisted of downright twerps.
By Anonymous, at 3:17 PM
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