This book won the Pulitzer Prize in 1924. I think 1924 must have been a pretty weak year for fiction. Not that this is a bad book; it's a nice little story. It's got some humorous moments, and some tension, and the plot resolves nicely. It's an easy, quick read, enjoyable enough, but nothing all that special. It is far cheerier than most Oprah selections, so it at least has that going for it.
If you're looking to read a Pulitzer Prize winner and don't want to bang your head against Faulkner's works, this one might be the ticket.
If you're looking to read a Pulitzer Prize winner and don't want to bang your head against Faulkner's works, this one might be the ticket.
