"Intriguing. . . . Moore . . . conjure[s] the heat and light and color of this hot, beautiful land, its smells and sensual allure. A compelling and richly textured story."--
The New York Times "Moore is a wonderful writer with a sensuous style. . . . [
One Last Look] takes on the
quality of a feverish dream." --
The Baltimore Sun
"How marvelous is a book that educates but does not preach. . . . [A] cautionary tale for smart women . . . and dumb men . . . but the beauty of the prose and the complexity of the narrative here far outweigh any edifying messages." --
The Washington Post "A beauitiful and powerful novel that records one woman's experience while illuminating a world of imperial folly and colonial rapacity and stupidity." --
The Boston Globe "Vertinginous. . . .The sense of passing through a distant, phantasmagorical place with a curious and perceptive guide, is undeniable." --
The Seattle Times
"It is the secret world of women that Moore excels at painting, a world of unspoken truths and oblique connections." --
Time Out New York "[A] stranger, extoic, ungraspable place. . . . Moore is an extraordinarily gifted conjurer of weather, smells and sickness; riches, bliasters and bugs, her words steam directly off the page." --
Chicago Tribune
"The descriptive prose leaves one feeling the hot, dusty days and torrential monsoons....Moore's image of saffron-tinged India will have readers pulling out their
Baedeker's and booking passage on the next ship sailing for foreign climes." --
Library Journal "[C]aptivating...fascinating...As Eleanor writes in her diary, 'The writing of women is always read in the hope of discovering women's secrets'; Eleanor and her creator reveal just enough glimpses to keep readers transfixed." --
Publishers Weekly
"[R]ich, lush...and wonderfully satisfying." --
Kirkus Reviews
"[E]leanor is mesmerizing...." --
Booklist "[E]vocative..." --
Harper's Bazaar "An enormous accomplishment-vivid and precise, evocative and alluring, reflective of impressive scholarship. . . . Moore is an extraordinarily gifted conjurer of weather, smells and sickness; riches, blisters and bugs. Her words stream directly off the page."-
The Chicago Tribune "Splendid. . . . A rueful farewell to an age of conquest and colonization that-despite its period trappings-looks peculiarly like our own. A deeply moving story of empowerment and loss."-
O, The Oprah Magazine "Lyrical. . . . [Filled with] lushly described landscape and coyly revealed Victorian sexual eccentricities."-
Entertainment Weekly "What Moore has done is to squeeze out of her peppery observations a nascent feminism and a covert sexuality. She heats Eden up." --
The New York Times Book Review
"Chilling. . . . [Moore] gives Eleanor a rich interior life and a mordant humor." --
Vogue
"[Moore] excels at evoking time and place-the dresses and the narrative voice just so, the moans of the mango bird in the tree exquisitely described."-
The New Yorker "Breathtaking. . . . An engaging, luscious read. The characters are richly drawn . . . [and] rise effortlessly from the page." --
The Oregonian "The accomplishment of
One Last Look is a gradual unfolding of sensual detail that is truly transporting." --
Los Angeles Times Book Review
"Sensual steamy prose . . . masterfully evok[es] the likely sounds, smells and sights of early-19th-century life in colonial India." --
Houston Chronicle
"It is the secret world of women that Moore excels at painting, a world of unspoken truths and oblique connections. . . . It is a measure of Moore's skill that they never are [discovered]." --
Time Out New York
Susanna Moore is the author of the novels In the Cut, Sleeping Beauties, The Whiteness of Bones, and My Old Sweetheart, and a book of nonfiction, I Myself Have Seen It. She lives in New York City.