A review, in The New Yorker, by George Packer of “The Breaking Point: Hemingway, dos Passos, and the Murder of Jose Robles”. It certainly confirms me in my dislike of Hemingway as an unpleasant fellow and a poseur, and my high regard for John Dos Passos , who’s almost unknown these days. So perhaps I’ll re-read Dos Passos’s USA — even better, George Orwell’s Homage to Catalonia (which I wasn’t ready for as a teenager).
Thanks to a good blog, The American Scene, for a link to the New Yorker article.
Maybe more on this later– after a very important family wedding.