Theresa Raquin

You don't need another Coca Cola Or the latest Francis Ford Coppola You don't need a holiday in Angola You need this novel by Emile Zola It's raw like a bad case of ebola It's atomic like gay enola Not pretty like a gladiola Or sweet like a tune from a old victrola He told the truth like the Ayatollah He was......more

You know how it is. Your mother marries you to your sexless cousin and in silent defiance you enter a torrid affair with a peasant painter. All those hours spent humouring the dull man in your dreary shop, waiting for your next animalistic tussle with your fiery lover. Then one day, you realise the......more

This is the kind of book you survive, an obstacle course for masochists , the only people who will truly love it, don't get me wrong a very talented writer in his first important novel shows his skill, but he has a tendency to wallow in misery, giving a reader too many painful scenes. Zola believes,......more

What happens when a married woman and her lover conspire to murder her husband so they can be together? Do they live happily ever after? Ha! Yeah, right. A short, easy classic with a touch of smut, a dash of murder, and a couple of repulsive characters who I almost felt sorry for in the end.......more

White petticoats will never be the same. Cats, too. And card games. . . Emile, mon cher, What have you done? Not since Eve has a woman caused as much trouble. Drive a man to commit a murder? That's bad. But the rest? You spill the beans on my sex. You lay us bare as we long to be. You show us in all......more