Believe the hype, this book lives up to its sterling reviews. Manhattan sparkles in the late 1930s in this tale of friendship, decadence and morality. David Nicholls has called it "a witty, charming dry-martini of a novel" (which reminds me, I saw "One Day" yesterday and am now in love with Jim Sturgess, but I digress).
The author, Amor Towles is an investment banker with a serious education pedigree, who just happened to write a proper work of fiction on the side I guess. One of those types who remembered to be an over-achiever. A superb book which is sure to grace our screens in the next few years. It transports you to a time and place when ice clinked in your glass, Rolls Royces purred as they awaited you at the curb and young adults had "a frolicking good time". I'm not sure they really do that any more, or at least I know they wouldn't use those words in a sentence. Find it on Amazon, naturally.
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