ABSTRACT
The manner ofthe 'South Wind' school simply does not sit easily upon our young American novelists.' This is being proved month by month in the writing business, but William Faulkner's Mosquitoes makes it fatally certain. Mr. Faulkner works so diligently at being brilliant, casual and profound that it is impossible not to give him the faint little spatter of kindly applause that always follows the perspiring efforts of the comedian who has labored too hard to raise a laugh. Some of the writing is good when it isn't Joyce. Some of the characterization is clever, although obvious bits of the conversation here and there are amusing.
