very sad ending. ( )

I've read several historical biographies by her (and her mother) but know very little about him. It's an account of their life together and since they know all sorts of interesting people in the arts, I'm enjoying what she says about that. She has a witty British sense of humor that I like. ( )

I loved this. Yes, they are fancy and it is name-droppy and it's a little funny when Lady Fraser makes it sound like they are just plain folks having the Soros grandchildren over for dinner. But it's a very tender story with some insight into Pinter's work as well as her own. And a beautiful love story to boot! ( )

Thought I'd love it, but I got bored with it all. ( )

Memoir of a marriage between two people at the top of the literary game who had spouses, six children between them when they met, but cared more for each other than them. After their first meeting Pinter said to the author, "Must you go?" and the lust became an affair became marriage. 33 years of being in love, not just loving.

True love sometimes involves hurting others, when should we do our duty and when should we be true to ourselves? Antonia Fraser never addresses this or any other question that requires any depth to an answer. She writes only of their lives mixing with the glitterati of the literary, film and theatre world and of their love, always of their love for each other.

It is a lovely book, a deeply romantic read but in a real sense, not romance-novel at all, but it has to be said, it is shallow. I would have expected more of an author known for her deeply-penetrating and well-researched historical biographies. Perhaps love that deep needs no reflection, it just is two people as one and no questions, it's all an answer to the heart's quest in itself? I've never experienced that kind of love, but *I'd like to.


*Want my phone number? Send me your life cv first ;-) ( )