Julian Maclaren-Ross (1912-64) was a gifted but prodigal writer across most genres who could never keep hold of a pound note and who drank himself to an early death in the postwar pubs of northern Soho or, the catchier version, Fitzrovia. He was close to Dylan Thomas when they worked together for a documentary film company in the later years of WW2. He knew and drank with Nina Hamnett (see my review of her Laughing Torso), collaborated on a movie script with my favourite forgotten British sci-fi writer Charles Eric Maine, and is remembered chiefly for his posthumously published Memoirs of the Forties (also reviewed here), which is the key text for any student of British arts in the Twentieth Century.
This, by Paul Willetts, is the only full-length biography. The research is impressive - the cover is very good - the editing is not. Whilst it is clear that JML led a peripatetic life and tried to hide his whereabouts from his legion of creditors, there is far too much made of his ever-changing address and, in the final chapters, when either Willetts or his editors were running out of vigilance, it is way too often accompanied by terms like 'about November' which is a nonsensical phrase, easily improved. As it is, it hits like a cracked church bell striking midnight - over and over and over in the final chapters. I would also suggest there are insufficient examples of our hero's writing to justify the claims made for his talent (which I agree with, by the way, having read his Memoirs more than once).
So, could have been better, but nevertheless Fear and Loathing in Fitzrovia is worth having and well worth reading. A genuine window into a vanished world.
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