The characters, noise and gut-wrenching stench celebrated in Steinbeck’s classic, Cannery Row, faded with the collapse of the silver tide in the 1950s.
It was engaging and gripping, and I've since gone on and read lots of books by Dostoevsky, just like I've read lots of books by Steinbeck after reading probably The Mice and Men or maybe Tortilla Flats.
I was watching an old Alfred Hitchcock movie the other night, a very good movie called Lifeboat, based on a story by the American novelist John Steinbeck.