A modern tale, published in 1995.
Set in an Agadir holiday resort, its a mystery /romance, that pivots around an earthquake that throws all the characters into dissarray. Its taut, comic at times, and ultimately poignant. W G has, as usual, created such believable and complex characters that one feels like one knows them, or has met them on a bus, or on a plane in the real world!
This would make a great film. The ensemble cast would be a dream one. (Dream is right, I have itched to see this as a film since I first read it)
Hope you're better now, Char.Yes, the world of WG is a lovely one to escape to. He wrote that when writing Poldark he felt that that world was as real as the one he went home to every night; I feel that as I read them.
Teni, thats a heartwarming story, glas to hear all is well now.I too found comfort in WG work when requiring hospital admission, taking my poldark books with me reassured me and made me feel calm and optimistic.
I really enjoyedTremor. It holds a special place in my heart; I'm ok now, but i was reading this book as I received chemo for breast c. My mouth was so dry. WG tells us here that the juiciest oranges come from Morocco, and do you think i could stop desiring them? all hours of theday & night, esp night, in a whirl of worry and soul searching , i wanted them. I wished on stars for them(amongst other things, some qte weird, such is the grasping mind) A person v dear to me called one night, apologising for waking me, adding he'd forgotten the time diff between my home and.... Morocco! Yes he was in Morocco. He asked if there was anything I needed. Well...!!! I wont elaborate for fear of being arrested, but suffice to say, in my garden there now grows a wee tree, grown from pips. Its a miracle. it has blossomed, all lovely & creamy white, bt not fruited- a friend says you need male/fem fert. we'll see.I wrote a story about surreal dreams of dark chemo nights, and its done quite well. I called it 'Oranges from Morocco' I never got to share it wthWG. Bt I'd like to think tht he'd be amused tht a smll line of his could, er, grow& lov WG descrip o th climbin goats.Tremor's a great tale& wd mk a grt film. Altman like with its ensemble of characters that combine so dramatically towards the conclusn. I think about it cinematicallynow n then. Perhaps....?
I have read it though it was a good while ago so I've forgotten quite a lot, but I was left with the feeling it wasn't too bad. In WG's autobiography I remember he visited Morocco on holiday with his wife Jean when she wasn't too well, and where he drew inspiration for "Tremor" which was apparently based on the earlier huge 1960 earthquake in Agadir where there were thousands of victims.http://www.pbase.com/beunard/agadir_earthquakeI've also managed to find the time to read quite a few of his non Poldark books as well, my fiction favourites I suppose being The Grove of Eagles (which was enjoyable and set in Cornwall in I think the 1700s), Cordelia, Marnie then the Ugly Sister. The best of all though was his non-fiction Spanish Armadas which was very absorbing and well researched throughout. Almost as good as Poldark as he even managed to bring in an interesting love story I never knew before !
Has anyone else read this?It was like a 70s era disaster movie plot - follows different character groups up to their common location where the earthquake happens.
30. Tremor - 1996.
"Tremendous narrative power" - Daily Telegraph.
"Highly readable" - Mail on Sunday.
"Suspense, high emotion and low motives." - Living.
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Agadir, Morocco 29th February 1960.
"Matthew Morris travels to Morocco to escape from a failed marriage and a frustrated career while beautiful young actress, Nadine Deschamps, is searching for serenity and solitude and has little interest in her fellow guests - particularly those who are all too aware of who she is. Also staying at the hotel are Jack Frazier, a criminal running from the law and from his partners in crime. A distinguished American lawyer and three French prostitutes who finally have the time and money to enjoy their days - and nights. The guests of the Hotel Saada have nothing in common....until one fateful day.
The earthquake lasted just twenty seconds. Long enough to destroy the Hotel Saada, long enough to change forever the lives of its guests."
-- Edited by Ross Poldark on Sunday 27th of January 2013 03:50:47 PM
"Perfection is a full stop .... Ever the climbing but never the attaining Of the mountain top." W.G.