Espach, Alison. (2011). The Adults. Simon & Schuster.
Well regarded by Kirkus: Wry rather than out-loud funny, laced with melancholy and angst, this book is an enviable first effort.
Reviewed in Sunday Times Books, less favorably: It saddened me to watch the small marvel of this fierce, tender adolescent narrative being submerged by waves of extra storytelling. Too much storytelling. I also had some minor factual quibbles. Lehman Brothers was never known for having a bustling office in Prague in the mid-1990s, and to suggest this detracts from the authenticity of Espach’s portrayal of Emily’s father, even Espach’s understanding of the world of finance.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
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