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Monday, 28 November 2022

The Gold-Rimmed Spectacles - Giorgio Bassani


 Our unnamed narrator is a nineteen/twenty year-old student who lives in Ferrara and commutes to Bologna with a group of fellow students.  The gold-rimmed spectacles belong to Dr Athos Fadigati, a popular ENT specialist with a clinic in Ferrara.  He too is taking a course at Bologna, mainly for something to do on his day off, and gradually becomes involved with the much-younger students, many of whom have passed through his clinic.

The 'star' of the group is the promising young boxer Eraldo Deliliers, who seems to hold Dr Fadigati in the utmost contempt.  But, come the holidays, where the middle-class Farrarese decamp en masse to Riccione on the Adriatic coast, Fadigati and Deliliers turn up together, openly a couple.   Everyone is outraged, but too polite to say anything.  Meanwhile, this is 1937 and our narrator and his family have other problems to contend with.  Fascist Italy is debating whether to implement a Nazi-style race law, and our lead family is Jewish, albeit Papa has been a Fascist from the early days and nobody seems to be actually practicing their faith.  Our narrator, by the way, is an atheist.

It's only a hundred-page novella, on the face of it a take on Death in Venice, but in fact The Gold-Rimmed Spectacles is so much more.  Bassani wrote autobiographical fiction, all of which combines into what became known as The Novel of FerraraThe Gold-Rimmed Spectacles is the second book; the first is a collection of five shorter stories.  Thus he spends as long creating the detail of the town as he does the creation of his characters.  They are one - and yet our hero and Dr Fadigati are outsiders, by race in one case, by sexuality in the other.  Our hero and Fadigati are true friends, supportive of one another.  In an ideal world they belong together.  A lesser novelist might have tried to arrange it thus.  Not Bassani.  He tells it how it was.

A twentieth century classic.  Magnificent.

Friday, 30 March 2018

The Bottle Factory Outing - Beryl Bainbridge

The Bottle Factory Outing came out in 1974, towards the end of Bainbridge's early period. It has the hallmarks of being firmly working class, girls dreaming way beyond their station, a touch of the fantastical and more than a touch of the macabre. I have read some of her middle period novels, which are male-centric and historical and which I enjoyed. This is my first of the early period.




Freda and Brenda share a desperately glum bedsit somewhere on the outskirts of London and work together at the Italian wine-bottling factory nearby. Freda is big and blowsy and glam. Brenda is tiny and shy and odd, not unlike the way Bainbridge chose to present herself at the time. The bottle factory is a relic from the Victorian era. All the other members of staff are Italian, save for Patrick, who drives the van.


Freda has set her cap at Vittorio, who will one day inherit the factory. Brenda, meanwhile, has to fend off the attentions - and hands - of the office manager, Rossi.


Freda has decided there must be a factory outing to Windsor, which is where things start to go wrong, ending with a truly macabre problem. Meanwhile Brenda's mother-in-law turns up with a gun, Patrick fixes the toilet cistern, and Freda gets to ride one of the Queen's special funeral horses.


It's a comic novel, though not for me a laugh-out-loud one. The offbeat characters and meandering plot keep us involved and amused. You can sense Bainbridge's talent seething in search of the perfect vehicle. This isn't that vehicle, but it's great fun.