Hannah McGill VS All That Is by James Salter
In his Guardian review, James Lasdun called All That Is “a scaled-down, American Anthony Powell, with the starch rinsed out of the prose.” Hannah McGill in The Scotsman was less impressed:
“There are some atmospheric bits of writing. Yes. If you really want to imagine being a soulless narcissist who drifts around wondering if nearby women are worth quasi-raping, Salter will serve you with some evocative paragraphs. More often, though, this book is as unfocused and pretentious in its style as it is grossly unevolved in its thinking.”
