Theft All Over

With the publication of Theft by Peter Carey just about attaining total global domination, the reviews have started to roll in from all over. The site has a good list of them, mainly from the US, but they miss John Updike's review of the book in "The New Yorker". (Chances are this last one will disappear quite soon.) Updike's conclusion: "Theft is not a superb novel; there is something displaced at its heart. Its colorful means keep us at one remove from the central action, which, in retrospect, is perfidious and shocking...Hugh, the lumbering epitome of Australian backwardness, runs away with the novel, while the expertly researched and caricatured art scene hangs flat on a well-lit wall."

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