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  by William Kennedy   Recommendation: •••   | |||
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| Maturity Only a mature writer could have produced
  as deep and fine a character and novel as Roscoe.
  Tangled relationships, political fixes, and love and loss fill the pages of
  the latest William Kennedy novel in the Albany series. There’s ample wisdom
  to consider, including, “Roscoe decided long ago that only a bet on the
  impossible makes sense. It is an art of faith and courage requiring an
  irrational leap over reason. A man wins simply by making such a bet.” When it
  comes to description and images, Kennedy shines: “As he walked to
  his car, Roscoe saw a crow, blacker and larger than crows he had known, and female,
  which he deduced after she landed on an upper branch of an oak tree and was immediately
  set upon by another large, black crow, which mounted her; and they lay
  sideways on the branch and copulated. Roscoe stopped the car to watch and
  became convinced that the female crow was smiling. Roscoe might have taken
  this to be a good omen, but it was too proximate to his kiss, the crows were
  black as sin, and they were crows enthralled by passion. They were the crows
  of fornication. In addition to capturing the post-World
  War II attitudes and concerns, Roscoe connects back to World War I and the generational
  issues by which soldiers in each war identify themselves. Here’s a mood scene
  at the beginning of a chapter: “There is nothing
  like the back room of a dimly lit bar on a summer afternoon when the heat is
  smothering the city’s life; and so Roscoe has come to a half-walled private
  corner in Mike Quinlan’s dark dungeon of drink to triumph over this
  unseasonable heat, a ninety-eight-degree day when summer should be spent. A cold
  beer in a short glass, and then another, cures the heat in Roscoe’s heart, and
  the sweat of the glass cools the palm of his hand. Slowly the sweet placenta
  overgrows his brain, and the afternoon moves weightlessly along, as he waits
  for whatever comes next in his scheme to unleash the new Roscoe.” Kennedy makes Albany and fascinating
  characters come alive in Roscoe,
  and each word he chooses brings us deeper into the place and the time.  Steve Hopkins, February 1, 2002 | |||
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