The Outcry

The Outcry

by Henry James


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The Outcry is a light comedy originally conceived as a play and latter converted into a novel. The Outcry was the last novel he was able to complete before his death in 1916. The storyline concerns the buying up of Britain's art treasures by wealthy foreigners, especially Americans and While hardly a subject of life-and-death significance, the author treats the idea in a busy, cheerful, appealing manner.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781722115340
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date: 07/01/2018
Pages: 334
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.70(d)

About the Author

Henry James, OM (15 April 1843 - 28 February 1916) was an American author regarded as a key transitional figure between literary realism and literary modernism, and is considered by many to be among the greatest novelists in the English language. He was the son of Henry James Sr. and the brother of renowned philosopher and psychologist William James and diarist Alice James.

Date of Birth:

April 15, 1843

Date of Death:

February 28, 1916

Place of Birth:

New York, New York

Place of Death:

London, England


Attended school in France and Switzerland; Harvard Law School, 1862-63

Table of Contents

General editors' preface; General chronology of James' life and writings; Introduction; Textual introduction; Chronology of composition and production; Bibliography; The Outcry; Glossary of foreign words and phrases; Notes; Textual variants; Emendations; Appendices.

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The Outcry 3.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 6 reviews.
michaelm42071 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Henry James¿s The Outcry, originally produced as a play in It¿s very obvious that it¿s a play, and in fact what¿s not so good about it is James¿s ¿stage directions¿ about how something was said or how this or that character looked, all in what I take to be his late style, which is precious and overworked, with lots of elegant repetitions with variations, alliteration, and other effects. Describing the rich American art collector, Breckenridge Bender, James says, ¿Substantial, powerful, easy, he shone as with a glorious cleanness, a supplied and equipped and appointed sanity and security; aids to action that might have figured a pair of very ample wings¿wide pinions for the present conveniently folded, but that he would ceratinly on occasion agitate for great efforts and spread for great flights¿ (20). This seems to me both mannered and fantastic: an absurd image described in euphuistic prose. Lady Grace, the younger daughter in Lord Theign¿s house (Dedborough¿is James thinking of the house at Hampstead heath¿what¿s its name?) listening worshipfully to the young art critic/connoisseur Hugh Crimble: ¿This she beautifully showed that she beautifully saw¿ (36). On the other hand, James treats all those questions about the ownership or stewardship of art that he raises elsewhere, and here he does it in a comedy, a romantic comedy, no less, with two couples. And he¿s good on the ambiguities of keeping ¿national treasures¿ in England, (when most were originally ravaged, one way or another, from other countries) and the cash nexus between connoisseurship and art dealing, a topic very timely I think just as Berenson is beginning to make his mark.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Benny is in a nightmare. Not in reality.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Watches Hypnos, waiting for a chance to strike.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
"Bloody hell. Let's get you out of here." He looks over at Benny. "I'm taking Nathan back to camp." He picks Nathan up over his shoulder and flies off to camp.
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Maximillian More than 1 year ago
Henry James is regarded as a great American author. However, reading this novel brings home the fact of his many years of residence in England. The language is just too convoluted for my taste. The story was certainly worth a read and some thought, but there really was no action. I'm just not a huge fan of 20th century Enlish style and themes I guess. Maybe other readers will like it more.