A review by moirastone
Heat and Dust by Ruth Prawer Jhabvala

2.0

A beautifully-coiffed older woman, her fingers heavy with rings, sits next to me at a dinner party and in what seems like one breath recounts a pair of intertwined stories of her family's adventures in 20th century India. She doesn't answer a single question, or even seem to have heard me asking. When it's over, she abruptly excuses herself.

I am, to put it mildly, nonplussed.