Martin Shuttleworth

Curiously sterile. Greene obviously has evasive manoeuvres within evasive manoeuvres. I suppose people didn't talk about themselves the same way in the fifties, especially very successful English writers known for depressive Catholicism and a camera eye on the realpolitik of inter- and intrapersonal relations. Still, all this ruling-passion and systematic-unity stuff can't help but seem like he's wasting everyone's time.