Thumbs Up for Polizzotti
Speaking of translators I like, I finally picked up Mark Polizzotti’s new translation of Flaubert’s Bouvard and Pécuchet. Fabulous. Even has the 1950 preface by Raymond Queneau. Nice touch.
Hang around the house, listen to music, drink hot beverages, and laugh our heads off at this book — that’s how I want to spend at least part of the holidays with Mrs. Jones. Only challenge is how to tempt her away from New Art City.
