A review by nohoperadio
Mrs. Palfrey at the Claremont by Elizabeth Taylor

4.5

The things people need from each other are varied, arbitrary and highly specific, and there’s no benevolent force ensuring that within a particular social group these needs will line up in any kind of convenient patterns that everyone (or even anyone!) can be happy with. If there’s a single theme or thesis I can distill from the three and a half Elizabeth Taylors I’ve read so far, that’s probably it.

This book is that but in a retirement home, as a result of which it’s both bleaker and funnier than the others.

Free idea for the Virago people: consider publishing editions of Elizabeth Taylor’s novels that don’t look like complete dogshit! She’s really good and deserves it!