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 enlarge | Author: Neal I. Rosenthal
Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
Category: Book
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Rating:  7 reviews
Sales Rank: 24717
Media: Hardcover
Edition: 1
Number Of Items: 1
Pages: 272
Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.1
Dimensions (in): 5.8 x 1.2 x 1.1
ISBN: 0374248567
Dewey Decimal Number: 641.22
EAN: 9780374248567
ASIN: 0374248567
Publication Date: April 29, 2008
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 NY Wine May 19, 2008
8 out of 13 found this review helpful
Neil Rosenthal should be ashamed of himself. First of all, his command of the English language is at or near a 6th grade level - no wonder he could not make it as a lawyer. His goal in writing this book was simple: "Everybody pay attention to me!"
Neil wants to be a critic. Not an importer. He should stick to what he knows.
If his mother was, "Ugly, with horselike features and legs as thick as a country table" would he like it if that were how she was memorialized? Probably not.
Spend the $[...]-- on a bottle of his wine not this awful book. Neil, you really have no class. Shame on you.
 Thud May 7, 2008
19 out of 21 found this review helpful
If there was ever any doubt about the matter we now know that the skill set needed to discover wines of real character and the one that results in great prose are entirely distinct. Though I was looking forward to this book, from the outset I was sorely disappointed. The author spends much of the first several chapters settling scores with individuals who have disappointed him in the past. Before we join him on his first solo visit to the vineyards of Europe he already sounds embittered. Once we join him on his rounds, we do meet some lovely people for whom Rosenthal has genuine affection--and who seem inordinately cursed by personal tragedy. While the dust jacket promises that 'we will learn how they unveil the subtleties of their individual terroirs,' I don't believe we do. I was expecting something on the exalted level of 'Adventures on the Wine Route,' but this isn't it.
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