Dave's review
The Love of the Last Tycoon by F. Scott Fitzgerald
"He saw regret in her face--but there was a flick of the lip, also, a bending of the smile towards some indirection, a momentary dropping and lifting of a curtain over a forbidden passage...
He was glad there was beauty in the world that would not be weighed in the scales of the casting department."
He was glad there was beauty in the world that would not be weighed in the scales of the casting department."
