Volume 2, Number 3 · March 19, 1964
Then and Now
By Marvin Mudrick
Two by Two
by David Garnett
Atheneum, 144 pp., $3.50
Jubb
by Keith Waterhouse
Putnam, 246 pp., $3.95
In the third volume of his memoirs, David Garnett recalled the great days and 'grand parties' of Bloomsbury: 'At one such party, given I think by Clive and Vanessa, I remember seeing Picasso talking to Douglas Fairbanks senior.' Conrad, James, Ford, Wells, Belloc, Shaw, both Lawrences; Rupert, Lytton. Virginia, Clive, Vanessa, Duncan. Maynard—last names and first, this ingratiating son of distinguished literary parents was friend to most and knew them all, and in his recollections contrived to make them all seem as dated and inconsequential as the encounter here recorded. They, or some of them, or at any rate the first names, thought, or said they thought, that 'Bunny' Garnett was a genius too (but D.H. Lawrence, taking a cold look, dismissed Lady Into Fox as 'pretty piffle—just playboy stuff'). On the only electric page of his memoirs, Garnett printed a Bloomsbury necrology of suicides and other premature disasters. Now, at seventy-two the survivor of that charming bookish clique of pet and Christian names, he has produced his latest clever novel.
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