A modernist "masterpiece" (The New York Times) that will appeal to fans of Downton Abbey and The Great Gatsby
Party Going, published in 1939, is Henry Greenās darkly comic valediction to what W. H. Auden famously described as the ālow dishonest decadeā of the 1930s. London is sunk in an impenetrable fog. Traffic has come to a halt. Stranded in the train station and the hotel connected to it are a group of bright young things waiting to catch a train to the Continent, where their enormously rich friend Max is throwing a party. Greenās characters worry and wonder and wander in and out of each otherās company (and arms and beds), in pursuit of and pursued by their own secrets and desires.
A modernist "masterpiece" (The New York Times) that will appeal to fans of Downton Abbey and The Great Gatsby
Party Going, published in 1939, is Henry Greenās darkly comic valediction to what W. H. Auden famously described as the ālow dishonest decadeā of the 1930s. London is sunk in an impenetrable fog. Traffic has come to a halt. Stranded in the train station and the hotel connected to it are a group of bright young things waiting to catch a train to the Continent, where their enormously rich friend Max is throwing a party. Greenās characters worry and wonder and wander in and out of each otherās company (and arms and beds), in pursuit of and pursued by their own secrets and desires.