
Finished this re-read for my book club. Robertson Davies was a force in Canlit when I was growing up. I read and loved his books in my late teens/early twenties.
His world is the university & the eccentrics therein. He pokes fun but there's no doubt that it's a place of wisdom & intellect, a force against bourgeois, materialist 20th life. I bought it at 22, harder to swallow at 52. Still a somewhat thought-provoking & entertaining read.
















