Odd, harmless, pointless, nice,
This review is from: A Good-looking Man (Paperback)
A Good Looking Man is not a bad book, I'm just rather puzzled as to why it was written on this side of the Second world War. Make that the First WOrld War. Or perhaps even the Boaer War. It is old fashioned, and okay, in a sort of sub-PG Wodehouse sort of way.
As George Orwell pointed out, PG WOdehouse was hopelessly nostaligic and irrelevant in the 1940s. SO what on Earth are we to make of this? Nothing, I suppsoe, jsut accept it for what it is - nice, not rude, not sidesplittingly funny, but not at all offensive or challenging. But not at all essential or important, not even in the way that PG Wodehouse is a little bit important, because he illustrated what some people thought the world was like. Surely no-one, not even ANdrew Moncur, thinks Britain is as tweely silly as he suggests here.
Which brings me to my gripe with the book - because it is nice, and at the same time so pedestrian, I can't buy into it. As I get older and more bitter I perceive that the presentation of the British as well meaning, harmless eccentrics is a GREAT LIE. So books about such types can only be a minor diversion. And no-one can claim the excuse Orwell offerred Wodehouse, that of impenetrable naivety.