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If you liked Porterhouse Blue, you'll enjoy Grantchester Grind. We're back on the grand old Cambridge campus of Porterhouse College with its five centuries of tradition. We meet again the inimitable Skullion and the Dean, the Senior Tutor and Praelector and Bursar and the Chaplain, and several other Porterhouse folk happily at the same old grind. Grantchester Grind is not a mystery novel, although several of the main characters' motivations would work well in a murder mystery, and some others' in an international-crime farce. Even more than in Sharpe's Wilt series of novels, education comes under sustained fire. The assault of modern times and modern education, so-called, on Porterhouse and its traditions, which was hard-fought by the old guard in Porterhouse Blue, returns in new guise in the sequel. The Great War come again, as though the Jet-Set age is determined to bomb Porterhouse and all that it has stood for during five centuries of well-fed academia. Just one small excerpt. Lawyers for Porterhouse are talking to the old Praelector of the College. The latter is tactful about their mutual business, and adroitly gives the lawyers a compliment that is at once relevant, naturalistic, and Darwinian. After the lawyers leave one of them considers,
Yes, the old education had a lot to recommend it. Mix the old education with Tom Sharpe's erudite wit, high and low humor in Porterhouse Blue and Grantchester Grind, and we have a hilarious commentary on modern times and modern education, so-called.
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© 2004 Robert Wilfred Franson |
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