The other reviews here mainly address the book - I'll address the reading. I LOVE this book, as I love most of Robertson Davies' work. As another reviewer mentioned, Davies' work seems made to be read aloud, so I was really looking forward to this - but am constantly distracted by the failings of the reader. He's fine on narration, but really falls apart on characterization - especially for the female characters. Anyone who's read much Davies knows that he sets great store by how things sound; his books contain more than one description of the loveliness of a low, musical woman's voice. But these women are all made to sound like idiots or shrews. The young ones are breathless and giddy; the older ones are, if intelligent, harsh and nasal, and if not, shrill and whiny. The men don't do much better, except those, such as Professor Vambrace, who are already caricatures.
It makes me appreciate all the more the talents of a reader who takes the trouble to understand and embody the characters. This one should stick to essays or history - something without any people.
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