[These notes were made in 1984:]. Drug-store trash of the worst kind, this novel is nothing but a series of episodic and superficial emotional crises. The ostensible binding motif - that both sisters, Kiki and Angel, are in search of/in flight from their father As Man, is allowed to intrude only when the plot looks like slowing down for a moment or two. The authoress has set herself the problem of making us sympathize with both Bad Girl (Kiki) and Good Girl (guess who?), and doesn't quite succeed with either. The fictional plot is somewhat uneasily mixed in with the real world of actual filmstardom - yes, Glenda Jackson did win an Oscar for
Women in Love, but no, she didn't beat out anyone called Kiki Devlin!
