Marjorie Morningstar is a love story. It presents one of the greatest characters in modern fiction: Marjorie, the pretty seventeen-year-old who left the respectability of New York's Central Park West to join the theater, live in the teeming streets of Greenwich Village, and seek love in the arms of a brilliant, enigmatic writer. In this memorable novel, Herman Wouk, winner of the Pulitzer Prize, has created a story as universal, as sensitive, and as unmistakably authentic as any ever told.
Noted during my 1980's attempt to read every book in my small town library.
Perhaps if I'd read it first, it would have created a more favorable impression. As it was, I thought if I read the expletive "Gad" one more time, I'd vomit.
In a nutshell, the novel follows the adolecent and early adult years of a Jewish American princess in 1930s New York City. Mildly entertaining at first, for me the book dragged and fell into a vicious cycle of relationship and career events that became repetitive at best. I've read most of Wouk's work and for me, this was the weakest.
I enjoyed watching Marjorie as she "grew up" and while I agreed with her assessment of her life there in the end, it was interesting to read the last chapter and find that she really hadn't grown up all that much after all. She still believed that she and only she knew all the answers and how dare you insinuate that she did not.
A little editing would have made this book brilliant.
changed, but the feelings I felt at 17 were pretty much the same as Marjorie's.