Books
May, 1988
As He Grows Older, John Updike gets funnier. S. (Knopf), his latest and most hilarious novel, is almost Wodehousian in the offhanded and inoffensive breeziness of its satire, but you'd have to go back to Petronius for a comparison to the amoral joie devivre of his ribaldry. This book completes a trilogy, retelling The Scarlet Letter in modern dress from the three points of the adulterous triangle (unless there is still a novel to come from the point of view of Hester's bastard daughter, Pearl),...
