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Title	:	Loving
Author	:	Henry Green
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	Special Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 224 pages
Published	:	May 30th 2001 by Random House of Canada (first published 1945)
Categories	:	Fiction. Classics. Historical. Historical Fiction

Loving

Henry Green

Paperback | Pages: 224 pages

Rating: 3.56 | 3230 Users | 230 Reviews

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One of his most admired works, Loving describes life above and below stairs in an Irish country house during the Second World War. In the absence of their employers the Tennants, the servants enact their own battles and conflict amid rumours about the war in Europe, invading one another's provinces of authority to create an anarchic environment of self-seeking behaviour, pilfering, gossip, and love.

With an Introduction by Philip Hensher

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Original Title:	Loving
ISBN:	0099285096 (ISBN13: 9780099285090)
Edition Language:	English
Setting:	Ireland

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I am a fan of Henry Green's writing and I really loved this book! Loved Loving! This story is set in Ireland which is neutral at this time of the war with Germany. The servants in the castle of Mrs Tennant (a widow) and her daughter-in-law Violet or Mrs Jack. Jack, the son, is in the military. The intro in my book, by Roxana Robinson, refers to the book as a "sexy book" and yes their is love affairs here and there and innuendoes of love between pigeons, and a hint of lesbian love all without

Henry Green is perhaps my favourite author - his stuff is strange and beautiful, he adopts very odd styles (this one for instance lacks definite articles). Part of his fascination for me maybe that he was born in the same town I come from (Tewkesbury, UK) and wrote about the place I now live (Birmingham UK) in one of his novels (Living). I'm going to add more later...

This is the first Henry Green I have read. It is quite a claustrophobic novel; Updike called Green the saint of the mundane and indeed, very little of any significance actually happens. It has been compared to Gosford Park and there are some surface similarities (but rather less action). Loving is set in a rambling country house in Ireland during the early years of the Second World War. The Tennant family move between their Irish country seat and their homes in England (primarily London). The

This book reminds me in some way "The Remains of the Day" by Kazuo Ishiguro and DownTown Abbey by Julian Fellowes. The plot is already written elsewhere.3* Loving TR LivingTR Party GoingTR BackTR Caught

"So, what are you reading now?" "Just another one of the novels I bought at the airport!""Oh dear, are you hating this one as well?" "What? Hating? I'm LOVING it!""What is it about? Not about psychopaths killing off siblings and cousins before adolescence I hope?""Well, good question. Not much happens actually, and that is the whole charm of the novel. It's about people talking.""What are they talking about?""Whatever suits them at the moment. The plot consists of a long dialogue between

Henry Greens most beloved novel focuses on the complicated relationships between the servants of an Irish country house during World War II. At the time of the novel, Ireland is neutral territory, remote from the escalating conflict and mostly abandoned by the English gentry who own homes there. The servants are left alone with their employers children, and thus free, they fight, love, ally, steal and work.Green is a master at painting beautiful pastoral settings and then focusing on the myriad,

They were wheeling wheeling in each others arms heedless at the far end where they had drawn up one of the white blinds. Above from a rather low ceiling five great chandeliers swept one after the other almost to the waxed parquet floor reflecting in their hundred thousand drops the single sparkle of distant day, again and again red velvet paneled walls, and two girls, minute in purple, dancing multiplied to eternity in these trembling pears of glass. The serving staff was fortunate to be