Å·±¦ÓéÀÖ

I read this book because of a recommendation on Ricochet. I was not disappointed.
I am a male university professor with predominantly female students, so this story had particular resonance for me, dealing as it does with the potential mine-fields that constitute the university classroom today. The title refers to the unforgettable Marlene Dietrich movie of the same name ("Falling in love again...can't help it"), and the movie plays a role in the novel.
As I read, I found myself almost out-loud telling the protagonist "No, no, you idiot! Don't do that! My. God, where's your head?" It was similar to the feeling you get in Sophocles' tragedy as Oedipus relentlessly and inexorably wrings out the truth that brings his downfall.
This novel has made me a Francine Prose fan. I shall read more.