on 30 July 2014
Trollope is much better. Walpole tries, but he cannot make the characters come alive, they are cardboard outputs, playing parts in a shadow puppet show...the setting is good, the plot is too much like barchester, and the town figures as well...too bad...books about cathedrals and the close are fun, but there is no Mr slope, no mrs proudie, et al, in this text...sorry...a decent read, but not great!
on 3 September 2006
Hugh Walpole was sent to a series of boarding schools at Truro, Canterbury and Durham, where his observations of the intrigues of cathedral life were to be reflected and put to good use in many of his later novels - for example The Cathedral (1922). Today, The Cathedral is acknowledged as one of his best books:
"He could neither force nor falsify this emotion. If he did not feel it he did not feel it, and himself was the loser. But it sometimes occurred that the weather was bright, that his digestion was functioning admirably, that he liked his surroundings, that he had agreeable work, that his prospects were happy--then he literally beamed upon mankind and in his fancy showered upon the poor and humble largesse of glittering coin. In such a mood he loved every one, would pat children on the back, help old men along the road, listen to the long winnings of the reluctant poor. Utterly genuine he was; he meant every word that he spoke and every smile that he bestowed."