Price, a poet and the author of two previous works of fiction, emulates the lucid, courtly cadences of Tomasi’s prose and hews closely to the known biographical facts, but he makes this material his own. Lampedusa illuminates the complex connections between life and art, winding through Tomasi’s memories to reveal that his loving, profoundly sad depiction of 19th-century Sicily was rooted in 20th-century experiences of war, dislocation and loss ... Price depicts the creative process with precision balanced by respect for its mysteries ... As Giuseppe’s health worsens, the narrative surges and recedes with his memories. It’s particularly fascinating to see him grapple with the shadow of his imperious, furious mother, dead for more than 10 years but still powerfully present ... An unsparing yet tender portrait that makes Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa as compelling as his great novel.
Price’s synthesis is less successful, as at times the external world disappears into the textures of his protagonist’s consciousness. The novel could have gone into greater depth in its consideration of the complex figure of the Leopard...and characters in Lampedusa that match those in The Leopard could have been further developed — especially Mirella (the love interest of Lampedusa’s adopted son, Gioacchino), who lacks the dimension and verve of her analogue, the unforgettable Angelica of The Leopard. ... Price’s novel excels where it counts most: inside Lampedusa’s head. The prose is superbly controlled, richly textured, brimming with wise and lyrical insights that make it a worthy heir to its mighty predecessor ... For [Lampedusa] to have ventured forth late in life from his literary safe haven to write The Leopard is a story as improbable — and at times fascinating — as the historical paradoxes of his masterpiece.
... alternately workmanlike and exquisite ... The Leopard is both a reaction to a diagnosis, and a lifelong ambition. Mr. Price’s novel can be similarly hamfisted in showing Giuseppe working out certain problems of plot ... These kinds of one-to-one correspondences between the life and the resultant novel feel forced and risk reducing novel-writing to the plodding translation of one’s real life into a sort of code. In a moment of fleeting, intriguing strangeness, however, Mr. Price has Giuseppe speculate that perhaps the model for his hero is not himself but Alexandra—a pleasantly destabilizing surprise amid the meticulous matchiness elsewhere ... Far more successful are Mr. Price’s evocations of the subtle texture of lived experience ... These magnificent images, almost but not quite grotesque in their insistent corporeality, are so fine that one occasionally wishes Mr. Price had abandoned the anchor of the biographical Tomasi di Lampedusa and instead written the imagined life of a bookish but nameless Sicilian circa 1900 to 1960.
Price faithfully presents Tomasi’s, but the goal of his imaginative reconstruction is not hagiography, but rather the humanization of a literary master. Price’s imaginative reconstruction of Tomasi’s work avoids hagiography and humanizes a literary master, while also depicting the agony and urgency of writing.
... [an] ambitious, multilayered story ... succeeds on many levels, despite the inevitable comparisons with Lampedusa’s brilliant elegy on a Sicilian nobleman’s way of life. Not the least of the new novel’s achievements will be to inspire readers to open Lampedusa’s novel, even for a second time ... Lampedusa’s restrained tone gives the story the enchanted feel of a fable, though that tone belies the audacity of Price’s undertaking: imagining the imagination of a great writer, peering into why and how he writes. It is a fascinating journey.
Price illuminates in fine fictionalized fashion the last years of Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa ... Though light on plot, Price vividly recreates an Italy transitioning from postwar austerity to the beginnings of La Dolce Vita, juxtaposing crumbling palazzos with sleek, supercharged sports cars. Price makes Lampedusa as compelling a figure as Lampedusa’s hero, Prince Don Fabrizio Salina. Readers will savor this rich look at Italian history.
Price’s writing is lyrical, though he slips sometimes into a certain preciousness; some passages are overwritten, even overwrought. Other than that, this is a quiet novel without a blaring plot ... A lyrical and sensitive portrait of a man nearing the end of his life.
