the children’s book
Oct 18th, 2009 |
It was easy enough, she conceded, to understand what children saw in the story of a boy wizard whose drab family existence concealed a more exotic lineage, a version of Freud’s family romance. Even Harry’s first date with a female wizard was “unbelievably limp,” Byatt sniffed, devoid of any good old-fashioned psychosexual oomph.
Olive Wellwood, the [...]
