Josephine Hart (1942–2011)
Auteur de Damage
A propos de l'auteur
Josephine Hart is the author of the bestseller Damage. Her work has been translated into twenty-seven languages. She lives in London. (Bowker Author Biography)
Crédit image: Josephine Hart, 2010
Œuvres de Josephine Hart
Damage and Sin : two novels 2 exemplaires
The Gift 1 exemplaire
Oeuvres associées
Wild Women: Contemporary Short Stories by Women Celebrating Women (1994) — Contributeur — 150 exemplaires
Étiqueté
Partage des connaissances
- Nom canonique
- Hart, Josephine
- Nom légal
- Saatchi, Josephine Hart, Baroness
- Date de naissance
- 1942-03-01
- Date de décès
- 2011-06-02
- Sexe
- female
- Nationalité
- Ireland
- Lieu de naissance
- Mullingar, County Westmeath, Ireland
- Lieu du décès
- London, England, UK
- Lieux de résidence
- Ireland
London, England, UK - Professions
- novelist
theatrical producer
television presenter - Relations
- Saatchi, Maurice (husband)
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Prix et récompenses
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Statistiques
- Œuvres
- 13
- Aussi par
- 2
- Membres
- 1,830
- Popularité
- #14,060
- Évaluation
- 3.5
- Critiques
- 43
- ISBN
- 147
- Langues
- 11
- Favoris
- 6
What was not so easily believable, to me at any rate, were the main characters – the politician narrator, his son Martyn, and Anna. To me they had no flesh on their bones, even though we hear a good deal about the first one, at least – and much of that makes him sounds pretty weak. The secondary characters, especially Ingrid, Sally and Edward, felt much more real. Is that because they were more 'normal'? Perhaps, but it is a failing which undercuts any feelings one might have about what happens to these people.
Sex is notoriously difficult to write into a novel and the author was perhaps wise to keep it on an almost abstract plane, but that adds to the sense of unreality. For a book which claims to be about erotomania (though it isn't, really), that is unfortunate.
The event which forms the narrative climax of the story is not sufficiently signposted by the text and almost passes by unnoticed, so you need to go back and re-read. And the last part of the book, about what happens after that climax, has a distinctly tidy but unlikely air about it. The last chapter is a mistake.
For me, the film with Jeremy Irons and Juliet Binoche was much better, because the two leads managed, though their acting and perhaps a more satisfactory script, to be real and present – even the secretive Anna.… (plus d'informations)