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Apr 06, 2018
Depressing for a lot of reasons, including the fact that the words "homosexual" and "lesbian" never appear. The heroine is born into wealth -- neither she nor her parents have ever worked a lick -- so her misery is less understandable. She is gallivanting around Europe, buying snazzy autos, going to clubs in 1920s Paris, eating in restaurants, buying a Left Bank house with garden -- and miserable. The author also uses irritating stereotypes for Irish, French, Spanish, German, Negroes in Paris (with no mention of jazz), peasants, inclinations of "normal" women and even animals -- plus her badly rendered Yorkshire accents and constant overcompensating for the "sensitive nerves of the invert." Well, it's 1928. She tried. The section on World War I ambulance drivers is a worthy re-creation.