Crome Yellow

De: Aldous Huxley

Narrado por: Robert Whitfield

One of the greatest prose writers and social commentators of the 20th century, Aldous Huxley here introduces us to a delightfully cynical, comic, and severe group of artists and intellectuals engaged in the most free-thinking and modern kind of talk imaginable. Poetry, occultism, ancestral history, and Italian primitive painting are just a few of the subjects competing for discussion among the amiable cast of eccentrics drawn together at Crome, an intensely English country manor.(P)1998 Blackstone Audio Inc.

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"Crome Yellow, Huxley's first novel, is famous for its technique, ideas, and acute psychological descriptions." (The Times, London)
"Robert Whitfield's unabridged reading of Huxley's first novel is a triumph of one man's vocal capacities....Whitfield's vocal acrobatics in portraying the cast of characters assembled at an English country estate for a summer vacation in the 1920's makes for dazzling aural entertainment. Otherwise fatuous goings-on become intriguing shenanigans, and the characters' psychological portraits are rendered accurately through the unique voices Whitfield assigns them." (AudioFile)
"Robert Whitfield does it full justice and proves that he is now one of the best narrators in the business." (Library Journal)

Charming and eccentric

At Crome, an English country home, a young, visiting writer loves a socialite, and enjoys her peculiar family and their friends.
Nothing much happens, just full of characters I really enjoyed spending time with.
Terrific!

Promising in parts, but a bit of a mess

As I have struggled all my life with ADHD, listening to this book makes me wonder if Aldous Huxley had it as well. It starts out promising, albeit a kind of standard 1920ish British novel. There are quite a few characters, which is okay, except that a large chunk of the book is taken up by extraneous stories told by minor characters. Short stories inside books seemed to have once been very popular. This book is in good company with "The Count of Monte Cristo" and "Don Quixote". It didn't need the long story that introduced more characters and took up time and slowed the main story.

Considering that Aldous Huxley wrote "Brave New World" I was not surprised to see some political ramblings. I didn't hate this book, but it really is a bit of a mess. I hate to give such an esteemed author 3 stars on his first book. I'm sure he still did better than I could do. He could have used a better editor.

The narration saved it from being horrible

Excellent Reading of an intellectual book

Would you listen to Crome Yellow again? Why?

I certainly would. Aldous Huxley's manifold characters are vividly portrayed. The philosophical musings are interesting and situations are humorously described. Even the names Huxley gave to his protagonist are already signifying their characters, It was an edifying and entertaining read (or more correctly "listen").

okey

the chapters need to be fixed. the book has 8nterest8ng characters. i liked the story about the little people having a normal sized son... it was entertaining.

ah! Aldous Huxley

The English manor, landed gentry after the Great War, idleness & longing & ennui.

Bloomsbury in a blender, 1922

This is Huxley's satire of the personalities of the Bloomsbury Group plus a few others. If you don't get satire or like dry British humor, you're really, really going to hate this book.

That said, it is a brilliant old-school satire, and very much of its time. That is to say, by way of fair warning, the detraction of racial epithets does appear from time to time.

Denis, a 23 year-old writer who's just published the requisite "slim volume of verse" and is hard at work on his first hackneyed novel has come to the Wimbush family's seat of Crome.

When he arrives, Mrs. Wimbush flatters her guest by exclaiming she'd forgotten he was coming. She hardly listens to him because she's busy making astrological calculations. Once a degenerate gambler who lost vast sums, these days Mrs. Wimbush keeps the sweet cash rolling in by consulting the stars.

Denis is helplessly in love with Anne, the daughter of the house, but she is preoccupied with another guest, the lascivious painter Gombaud. Another girl, Mary, is all too interested in Denis and chatters at him at the most inopportune times. The vicar is laboring under the misapprehension that the Counter-Reformation may still be going on, what with his fear of Italian poisoners and Jesuitical conspiracies. (Nonetheless, "There were times when he would like to beat and kill his whole congregation.") And then there's a strange journalist, Mr. Barbecue-Smith, who gives Denis some advice: he must try automatic writing, so that he may decant inspirations from the unseen world in "aphoristic drops." After all, that's what's behind his own impressive daily word count!

It is a house party from hell, complete with a village fete. The mad personalities fling witticisms and epigrams, holding forth upon philosophy, chattering constantly, even unto breakfast.

For me, Mr. Wimbush was the star-turn. He's the only one who really talks sense. This observation is priceless: "As reading becomes more and more habitual and widespread, an ever increasing number of people will discover that books will give them all the pleasures of social life and none of its intolerable tedium. At present people in search of pleasure naturally congregate in large herds and make a noise; in future the naturally tendency will be to seek solitude and quiet. The proper study of mankind is books."

He also believes in the "perfectibility of machines," hoping one day his ideal may be realized and he will "live in dignified seclusion surrounded by the delicate attentions of silent and graceful machines and entirely secure from any human intrusion." (Alexa, bring Mr. Wimbush a gin and tonic).

I loved it. I listened to it while I restrung a harp and several other stringed instruments. All the while I kept imagining the book fully illustrated by the late Edward Gorey. It would have been divine.

mostly for "literary" types?

This "English country house" novel has many trappings that are standard: a main character (one of them) who is a self-conscious, artistic type incapable of action, early 20th century class pretensions, and the idle country house setting.

However, Huxley skewers many stereotypes, and that is what makes it fun.

The reader is very good, doesn't get in the way at all.

Crime yellow

The narrator did a good job, giving the reading of this book an interesting feel of the time and country.

Amazing reader

One of the finest readers I’ve encountered. He dies all the characters brilliantly. Loved the book.

Ghastly

Perhaps it is because I never found British literature profound or intriguing that I also did not like Chrome Yellow. Perhaps is that I do not understand British humor, but the book was not comical, nor it did portray a psychological picture of the characters. It was on the other hand, a good snapshot of the social dynamics of the era, but the characters lacked emotional depth and the situations were shallow and disconnected. The narrator did an excellent job, however. If you like Dickens and other British authors, then this book might be ok. If you enjoy the depth of Ayn Rand, Dostoevsky, Faulkner's characters, then do not read/listen to this book.