The Hours by Michael Cunningham
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                     The Hours is both an hommage to Virginia Woolf and very much its own
                     creature. Even as Michael Cunningham brings his literary idol back to life,
                     he intertwines her story with those of two more contemporary women.
                     One gray suburban London morning in 1923, Woolf awakens from a
                     dream that will soon lead to Mrs. Dalloway. In the present, on a beautiful
                     June day in Greenwich Village, 52-year-old Clarissa Vaughan is planning
                     a party for her oldest love, a poet dying of AIDS. And in Los Angeles in
                     1949, Laura Brown, pregnant and unsettled, does her best to prepare for
                     her husband's birthday, but can't seem to stop reading Woolf. These
                     women's lives are linked both by the 1925 novel and by the few precious
                     moments of possibility each keeps returning to. Clarissa is to eventually
                     realize:

                          There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when
                          our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst
                          open and give us everything we've ever imagined.... Still, we
                          cherish the city, the morning; we hope, more than anything,
                          for more.

                     As Cunningham moves between the three women, his transitions are
                     seamless. One early chapter ends with Woolf picking up her pen and
                     composing her first sentence, "Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the
                     flowers herself." The next begins with Laura rejoicing over that line and
                     the fictional universe she is about to enter. Clarissa's day, on the other
                     hand, is a mirror of Mrs. Dalloway's--with, however, an appropriate
                     degree of modern beveling as Cunningham updates and elaborates his
                     source of inspiration. Clarissa knows that her desire to give her friend the
                     perfect party may seem trivial to many. Yet it seems better to her than
                     shutting down in the face of disaster and despair. Like its literary
                     inspiration, The Hours is a hymn to consciousness and the beauties and
                     losses it perceives. It is also a reminder that, as Cunningham again and
                     again makes us realize, art belongs to far more than just "the world of
                     objects." --Kerry Fried

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                     The New York Times Book Review, Michael Wood
                     ...the overall impression is that of a delicate, triumphant glance, an
                     acknowledgment of Woolf that takes her into Cunningham's own
                     territory, a place of late-century danger but also of treasurable hours.

                     The Washington Post Book World, Jameson Currier
                     [Cunningham] has deftly created something original, a trio of richly
                     interwoven tales that alternate with one another chapter by chapter, each
                     of them entering the thoughts of a character as she moves through the
                     small details of a day.... Cunningham's emulation of such a revered writer
                     as Woolf is courageous, and this is his most mature and masterful work.

                     The Los Angeles Times Sunday Book Review, Richard Eder
                     [Cunningham] has fashioned a fictional instrument of intricacy and
                     remarkable beauty. It is a kaleidoscope whose four shining and utterly
                     unlike pieces--the lives of two fictional characters, of a real writer, and
                     her novel--combine, separate and tumble in continually shifting and
                     startlingly suggestive patterns.

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                     From Booklist , September 15, 1998
                     It takes courage to emulate a revered and brilliant writer, not to mention
                     transforming her into a character. Cunningham has done this and more in
                     his third novel, a graceful and passionate homage to Virginia Woolf, his
                     goddess and his muse. The Hours was her working title for what became
                     Mrs. Dalloway, the template for this evocative tale, and Cunningham
                     makes beautiful, improvisational use of every facet of Woolf's novel and
                     life story. He neatly cuts back and forth in time among three women:
                     Woolf, whom he portrays in the throes of writing Mrs. Dalloway and
                     contemplating suicide; Laura, a young wife and mother suffocating in the
                     confines of her tidy little life in L.A. in 1949; and Clarissa, who is giving a
                     party in the present in New York City for her closest friend, Richard, a
                     writer dying of AIDS. Clarissa is Mrs. Dalloway once removed--a
                     distinguished book editor and mother of a teenage daughter, she has lived
                     with her female lover for 18 years. These particulars match surprising well
                     with the intellectual, sexual, and artistic complexities of Bloomsbury,
                     Woolf's hothouse world, thus revealing the full extent of Cunningham's
                     identification with his mentor. And his prose! He is almost eerily fluent in
                     Woolf's exquisitely orchestrated elucidation of the torrent of thoughts,
                     memories, longings, and regrets that surges ceaselessly through the mind.
                     Even if Cunningham's moving tribute served only to steer readers to
                     Woolf's incomparable books, he would deserve praise, but he has
                     accomplished much more than that. He has reaffirmed that Woolf is of
                     lasting significance, that the questions she asked about life remain urgent,
                     and that, in spite of sorrow, pain, and the promise of death, the simplest
                     gestures--walking out the door on a lovely morning, setting a vase of
                     roses on a table--can be, for one shining moment, enough. Donna
                     Seaman
                     Copyright© 1998, American Library Association. All rights reserved

 

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                     From Kirkus Reviews , September 1, 1998
                     Steeped in the work and life of Virginia Woolf, Cunningham (Flesh and
                     Blood, 1995, etc.) offers up a sequel to the work of the great author,
                     complete with her own pathos and brilliance. Cunningham tells three
                     tales, interweaving them in cunning ways and, after the model of Mrs.
                     Dalloway itself, allowing each only a day in the life of its central character.
                     First comes Woolf herself, in June of 1923 (after a prologue describing
                     her 1941 suicide). In Woolf's day (as in her writings), little ``happens,''
                     though the profundities are great: Virginia works (on Mrs. Dalloway); her
                     sister Vanessa visits; Virginia holds her madness at bay (just barely); and,
                     over dinner, she convinces husband Leonard to move back to London
                     from suburban Richmond. In the ``Mrs. Brown'' sections, a young
                     woman named Sally Brown reads the novel Mrs. Dalloway, this in
                     suburban L.A. (in 1949), where Sally has a three-year-old son, is
                     pregnant again, and, preparing her husband's birthday celebration, fights
                     off her own powerful despair. Finally, and at greatest length, is the
                     present-time day in June of ``Mrs. Dalloway,'' this being one Clarissa
                     Vaughan of West 10th Street, NYC, years ago nicknamed Mrs.
                     Dalloway by her then-lover and now-AIDS-victim Richard Brown -
                     who, on this day in June, is to receive a major prize for poetry. Like the
                     original Mrs. Dalloway, this Clarissa is planning a party (for Richard),
                     goes out for flowers, observes the day, sees someone famous, thinks
                     about life, time, the past, and love (``Now she knows: That was the
                     moment, right then. There has been no other''). Much in fact does
                     happen; much is lost, hoped for, feared, sometimes recovered (``It will
                     serve as this afternoon's manifestation of the central mystery itself''), all in
                     gorgeous, Woolfian, shimmering, perfectly-observed prose. Hardly a
                     false note in an extraordinary carrying on of a true greatness that doubted
                     itself. -- Copyright ©1998, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.

                     Charles Gandee, Vogue, on Flesh and Blood
                     Call in sick, unplug the telephone, and pray that Hollywood doesn't botch
                     the movie.

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                     Book Description
                     A daring, deeply affecting third novel by the author of A Home at the End
                     of the World and Flesh and Blood.

                     In The Hours, Michael Cunningham, widely praised as one of the most
                     gifted writers of his generation, draws inventively on the life and work of
                     Virginia Woolf to tell the story of a group of contemporary characters
                     struggling with the conflicting claims of love and inheritance, hope and
                     despair. The narrative of Woolf's last days before her suicide early in
                     World War II counterpoints the fictional stories of Samuel, a famous poet
                     whose life has been shadowed by his talented and troubled mother, and
                     his lifelong friend Clarissa, who strives to forge a balanced and rewarding
                     life in spite of the demands of friends, lovers, and family.

                     Passionate, profound, and deeply moving, this is Cunningham's most
                     remarkable achievement to date.

                     Synopsis
                     The author of "At Home at the End of the World" and "Flesh and Blood"
                     draws inventively on the life and work of Virginia Woolf to tell the story
                     of a group of contemporary characters struggling with the conflicting
                     claims of love and inheritance, hope and despair.

                     About the Author
                     Michael Cunningham is "one of our very best writers" (Richard Eder, Los
                     Angeles Times). FSG published his novels A Home at the End of the
                     World (1990) and Flesh and Blood (1995). He was raised in Los
                     Angeles and now lives in Manhattan.

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                     The publisher, Farrar, Straus and Giroux , April 13, 1999
                     Awards and more praise for THE HOURS
                     1999 Pulitzer Prize in Fiction

                     1999 PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction

                     Ann Pritchard in USA TODAY:

                     "Michael Cunningham's THE HOURS is that rare combination: a
                     smashing literary tour de force and an utterly invigorating reading
                     experience. If this book does not make you jump up from the sofa,
                     looking at life and literature in different ways, check to see if you have a
                     pulse... The three plot lines work brilliantly and are far more exciting and
                     less confusing than any mere reviewer can make them sound. Familiarity
                     with Woolf is not a prerequisite. The key to the book, beyond exquisite
                     prose, is its reflection on the concept of 'ordinary.' As in Woolf's fiction,
                     no one is ordinary; no hour or day exists without significance, without
                     ramification, without meaning and without epiphany. And while many
                     great writers and poets have explored the notion that experiences add up
                     to meaning and to being, Cunningham's novel is more accessible than,
                     say, the prelude to a Wordsworth poem... Cunningham's cast of
                     characters sweeps readers along across space and time and parallel
                     worlds. The novel deals with aging and dying, all-consuming creative
                     energy, and the depth of love and the limits of sexuality. But it is never
                     melancholy. Rather, it is a hopeful and moving journey, illuminated like a
                     Book of Hours prayer book..."
 
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