This is one of my favorite books. Whereas Theroux often has a hard time depicting love convincingly and sometimes doesn't even try, I found the unrequited love between brother and sister in this book to be fierce and intensely tragic. The historical backdrop of the development of photography is brilliantly conceived and realized, as is the ongoing dialogue of the old woman, retired, reliving her past on Cape Cod, with a naive young agent who has arrived to help her prepare a retrospective exhibition. In many ways uncharacteristic of Theroux's brash, egocentric style, this book uses a strong feminine voice that evokes a very unforgettable personality. Good fun to read.
May, 2011 - I just finished re-reading this book for the third time and loved it even more. Paul Theroux's early work displays a genius with prose that is nothing less than exquisite in Picture Palace. The plot is full of delightful ironies: the photographer who goes blind and who is unrecognized because she has never allowed herself to be photographed. At one point Theroux unleashes an unforgettable diatribe against pornography as the lowest form of photography. Maud Pratt's series of portraits of famous writers allows him to get in a few digs about authors he loves or hates.
Theroux was at his best in the late 70s, early 80s with works such as The Consul's File, The Mosquito Coast, and The Great Railway Bazaar, then began to deteriorate badly with such embarrassing flops as Kingdom by the Sea, O-Zone, and The Black House. It's astonishing how his style changed (for the worse) over time. This one, however, will always remain at the top of my list.