The Clothes on Their Backs by Linda Grant
This review will be short and sweet. Or maybe not so sweet. I just plain and simple didn't get it. The prose was pretty but only served as fluff around a weak story. I kept finding myself looking back to see what I might have missed. The plot limped along and what I thought to be the climax turned out to be quite anti-climatic.
Vivian is the daughter of Hungarian immigrants to London after World War II. Her parents rarely leave their apartment and she, being a modern girl wants more out of life. She knows her father has a brother but he will never speak of him or explain why he hates Uncle Sandor so much. One day Vivian strikes up a conversation with a man while sitting on a park bench. She knows the man is Uncle Sandor and accepts a job transcribing his life story for him. So the deception begins.
The Clothes on Their Backs has the components to make a great novel, but fell short. Nothing in the book connected for me, and the end left me unsatisfied. And why the title of this book references clothes, will always remain mystery for me.
This review will be short and sweet. Or maybe not so sweet. I just plain and simple didn't get it. The prose was pretty but only served as fluff around a weak story. I kept finding myself looking back to see what I might have missed. The plot limped along and what I thought to be the climax turned out to be quite anti-climatic.
Vivian is the daughter of Hungarian immigrants to London after World War II. Her parents rarely leave their apartment and she, being a modern girl wants more out of life. She knows her father has a brother but he will never speak of him or explain why he hates Uncle Sandor so much. One day Vivian strikes up a conversation with a man while sitting on a park bench. She knows the man is Uncle Sandor and accepts a job transcribing his life story for him. So the deception begins.
The Clothes on Their Backs has the components to make a great novel, but fell short. Nothing in the book connected for me, and the end left me unsatisfied. And why the title of this book references clothes, will always remain mystery for me.
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