Nothing
Condition: SECONDHAND
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Condition remarks:
Book: Good
Jacket: Damaged
Pages: Tanning and foxing , price clipped
Markings: Previous owner
Condition remarks: Damage to spine of jacket - large rips. Faded spine on binding.
A masterwork of mid-twentieth-century British fiction, Nothing is a witty and razor-sharp comedy of manners that chronicles the romantic entanglements and social maneuverings of a group of aging, upper-class Londoners in the years following World War II. Henry Green constructs the novel almost entirely through sparkling, elliptical dialogue, trusting his characters' evasions, flirtations, and half-truths to reveal the absurdity and moral hollowness beneath their polished surfaces. The plot centers on John Pomfret and Jane Weatherby, two widowed parents whose rekindled romance is complicated by the inconvenient attachment forming between their respective children. Green's prose is deceptively light, deploying irony and comic timing with surgical precision to illustrate how the English upper classes use charm and conversation as instruments of self-deception and social control. The result is a novel that is simultaneously hilarious and melancholy, a portrait of a class clinging to its rituals while the world it once knew quietly disappears around it.
Author: Henry Green
Format: Hardback
Published: 1951, The Hogarth Press
Genre: Modern fiction
Condition remarks:
Book: Good
Jacket: Damaged
Pages: Tanning and foxing , price clipped
Markings: Previous owner
Condition remarks: Damage to spine of jacket - large rips. Faded spine on binding.
A masterwork of mid-twentieth-century British fiction, Nothing is a witty and razor-sharp comedy of manners that chronicles the romantic entanglements and social maneuverings of a group of aging, upper-class Londoners in the years following World War II. Henry Green constructs the novel almost entirely through sparkling, elliptical dialogue, trusting his characters' evasions, flirtations, and half-truths to reveal the absurdity and moral hollowness beneath their polished surfaces. The plot centers on John Pomfret and Jane Weatherby, two widowed parents whose rekindled romance is complicated by the inconvenient attachment forming between their respective children. Green's prose is deceptively light, deploying irony and comic timing with surgical precision to illustrate how the English upper classes use charm and conversation as instruments of self-deception and social control. The result is a novel that is simultaneously hilarious and melancholy, a portrait of a class clinging to its rituals while the world it once knew quietly disappears around it.