So pissed off with my new kindle (see 667) that I will read anything in paper rather than spend money with Amazon. But I can’t get on with Forster – I am sure I read 'Where Angels Fear to Tread' a couple of years ago with some literary optimism in my heart, but loathed it, well maybe that is slightly overstated. But the same reaction here; he seems to try to write about class and culture a bit like Henry James but has none of the crispness or dramatic development that James manages fairly easily (and Howards End was on the television recently and my reaction to it was the same).
So goodbye, EM Forster.
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