Tender is the Night: Book Two

Now I’m sure you’ll agree when I say that I hate when life gets in the way of my pleasure reading. But hopefully now that I’ll be turning in my comprehensive paper tomorrow, I’ll have time this week to finish Tender is the Night. I’ve got a bunch of books on my to-read list, and I’m itching to get started!

I reviewed Book One of Fitzgerald’s novel a couple weeks ago, and Book Two begins with a flashback into Dick Diver’s life. He returned to Zurich as a psychologist after the war, when Nicole Warren–his mentally unstable future wife–checks into his clinic. We found out that Nicole’s fear of men stems from being raped by her own father when her mother died. Nicole was attracted to Dick immediately, and after a passionate kiss, Dick becomes more than her doctor.

The story speeds through their marriage, the births of their two children, and Nicole’s subsequent depression, until the past catches up with the present. Dick feels suffocated by Nicole’s wealth, which pressures him to buy a clinic with another doctor.

Unfortunately, Nicole’s mental health continues to deteriorate, to the point where she grabs the steering wheel of Dick’s car and runs them off the road while laughing hysterically. Dick takes a leave of absence and escapes to Berlin, where he learns that Abe North has been beaten to death in New York. To make matters worse, he receives a telegram sending him word of his father’s death.

After going to America to lay his dad to rest, he bumps into Rosemary in Rome. Four years have passed since they first met, and they finally consummate their affair. However, Dick grows jealous of her past lovers, and gets into a fight with a taxi driver. He’s sent to jail and has to be bailed out by Nicole’s sister Baby Warren.

Book Two tracks Dick’s demise quite well, as the reader can see how his financial and sexual insecurities cause him to lash out at others. He continuously gets forced into situations he doesn’t want, which demonstrates that even though Nicole is mental, he’s actually the weaker one. Nicole had to suffer incest, but what’s his excuse?

Unfortunately, this novel is not keeping my attention. It’s hard to sympathize with Dick, because he cheats on a wife he married for money. Then after learning that Rosemary’s sleeping with an Italian, he goes on a racist rage (complete with slurs). His arrest just shows how delicate his ego is, but what did he expect? Rosemary’s a beautiful actress in her prime, and by no means was she required to wait around for him.

Like I’ve said before, this is no The Great Gatsby. It just lacks that voice of a generation, the tragic tale with unforgettable characters. I’ve come this far, so I have to finish the book, but I have a feeling that it will get a pretty low rating.

Favorite Quote of Book Two: “In any case you mustn’t confuse a single failure with a final defeat.”

“The Carrie Diaries” Casting Update!

I rarely post twice in one day, but I just had to let you guys know about the highly-anticipated CW show “The Carrie Diaries,” based on the novel by Candace Bushnell. I reviewed this “Sex and the City” prequel in September and discussed potential actresses to cast as the teenage Carrie Bradshaw last month.

Such a “Carrie” outfit! (Image via Foam Magazine)

Well, one of those actresses–AnnaSophia Robb–has just landed the lead role, according to Variety.com. Best known for “Bridge to Terabithia” and “Race to Witch Mountain,” this show will be sure to make Robb popular with older teens.

The novel did not include Carrie’s best friends Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte since they did not meet one another until after Carrie moves to New York, but we’ll see if producers stick to the story.

I’ll keep you updated with the latest developments, but I just wanted to let you know I called it! Who knows? Maybe the head honchos at the CW read my blog! Well, I can dream, can’t I?

PS: I’ve now reached 5,000 views! Thanks so much for reading! Love, Book Club Babe

Masterpiece Monday: Tess of the d’Urbervilles

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Rating: 2 out of 5

So I’ve finally finished the rough draft of my comprehensive paper!!! Tonight I’ll get some feedback from my amazing grad girls, and I’ll spend the rest of week fine-tuning before turning it in on Thursday. Just one step closer to graduation! But while I do feel like a huge weight’s been lifted, I can’t slack off since tomorrow I’m taking my first exam in my Media Ethics class.

One of the questions on the exam will be whether journalists should name rape victims, and my answer will be absolutely not. Not only is it unnecessary to the story, it violates the victim a second time by stripping them of their anonymity and dignity.

The tragic consequences of rape are shown in Thomas Hardy’s 1891 novel Tess of the d’Urbervilles, which is why I chose to discuss it for Masterpiece Monday. With its subtitle “A Pure Woman Faithfully Presented,” readers are faced with its connotations of moral and sexual purity.

Tess is a young peasant woman who discovers that she is related to the noble d’Urbervilles. At the May Dance, she meets Angel Clare, the son of a reverend (Yes, his name is also symbolic, and often ironic), but she is soon involved in an accident which kills her family’s horse and must visit Mrs. d’Urberville in a nearby town and ask for financial help as a relative.

Unfortunately, the woman is lying about her heritage, but Tess manages to get a job on their farm anyway. She meets Mrs. d’Urberville’s son Alec, who makes unwanted advances toward her. One night he offers to take her home but “gets lost” in a grove and rapes her while she sleeps.

The rest of the novel follows Tess’ ruined reputation. The child she birthes as the product of the rape dies after a few weeks. Angel falls in love with her and marries her, but after hearing about her past, abandons her because she was not a virgin. The neighborhood also gossips about her, filling her with shame to the point where she thinks she deserved her failed marriage. She does exact her revenge on Alec, which I won’t spoil, but it does little to relieve her of her suffering.

While I did not enjoy Hardy’s writing style and despised the characters who mistreated Tess, I appreciated the novel for reflecting the double standard women face. Angel was not a virgin either at the time of their marriage, but nobody cared. However, Tess’ loss of “purity”–which was entirely not her fault–is considered scandalous. Hardy stresses that Tess is still a good person despite her past, but sadly, she is judged for circumstances beyond her control.

Many scholars have debated whether a rape actually occurred, since Hardy is so subtle about the scene, you could read it and completely miss his point. However, I believe that Alec’s advances were completely forced upon Tess, given the references to screams later in the novel, and of course, Tess’ actions in the end.

But seriously? What’s with all the research questions? Doubting Tess’ consent just further perpetuates rape myths, as if one teeny “yes” justifies a whirlwind of “NOs.” It’s cruel that people still believe that women who dress provocatively, drink too much, or even prostitute themselves deserve to be raped. NOBODY deserves to be raped.

Instead of blaming women for poor judgments, why not blame men for being rapists?! I want to punch Alec and every rapist in the face for making their victims feel like they asked for it…but when the sad truth is that 1 in 5 women in America have suffered sexual assault, let’s face it, my fist would be pretty sore.

Rape is not about sex, it’s about power, and that’s why I’ll be against naming rape victims on my exam. Let the victim keep as much power for themselves and not let judgmental people ruin their lives. I believe that we’ve made great progress since the 1890s in regards to women’s rights, but we still have much to improve.

I wouldn’t recommend this novel, but I do encourage my readers to research rape stereotypes, raise awareness, and support prevention. Tess of the d’Urbervilles may be a dull read, in my opinion, but its themes are still profound after a hundred years.

Masterpiece Monday: Washington’s Farewell Address

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Happy Presidents Day fellow Americans! In such a complicated country with a volatile economy and often ineffective government, sometimes it’s nice to get back to basics. It’s easy to feel frustrated with our bickering two-party system that makes false promises every election season, but it’s also important to not lose hope in the United States that we ought to be.

In 1796, George Washington refused a third term with an open letter that was published in almost all newspapers in the country. I feel his Farewell Address was fitting for Masterpiece Monday, because it’s technically literature since it was written and also because I see no better way to celebrate Presidents Day (aka Washington’s birthday) than discussing the words of the “Father of his country.”

Here’s the most insightful excerpts of his Farewell Address, in my opinion:

“Citizens, by birth or choice, of a common country, that country has a right to concentrate your affections. The name of american, which belongs to you, in your national capacity, must always exalt the just pride of Patriotism, more than any appellation derived from local discriminations. With slight shades of difference, you have the same religion, manners, habits, and political principles. You have in a common cause fought and triumphed together; the Independence and Liberty you possess are the work of joint counsels, and joint efforts, of common dangers, sufferings, and successes.”

Although our current debates of immigration have made this statement more complex, it’s interesting to see that Washington considers both natives and newcomers true Americans. Although Americans are much more different due to our ever diversifying mixing pot, we should be reminded that it’s good to come together and celebrate our unity. Nationalism can be dangerous, but a little patriotism never hurt!

“The alternate domination of one faction over another, sharpened by the spirit of revenge, natural to party dissension, which in different ages and countries has perpetrated the most horrid enormities, is itself a frightful despotism. But this leads at length to a more formal and permanent despotism. The disorders and miseries, which result, gradually incline the minds of men to seek security and repose in the absolute power of an individual; and sooner or later the chief of some prevailing faction, more able or more fortunate than his competitors, turns this disposition to the purposes of his own elevation, on the ruins of Public Liberty.”

Washington was a strong opponent of political parties. The chaos that ensues from these fundamentalist factions is at times as bad as a cruel dictatorship. I’d like to think our first president would give disapproving glares and a strict talking-to to all our greedy politicians–maybe even a swift backhand would be nice!

The great rule of conduct for us, in regard to foreign nations, is, in extending our commercial relations, to have with them as little political connexion as possible. So far as we have already formed engagements, let them be fulfilled with perfect good faith. Here let us stop.

Here we can debate Washington’s isolationist foreign policy. Trade is inevitable, but how much should we deal with other countries politically? At what point does intervening in international affairs become imperialist? I don’t think self-containment is practical, but perhaps we should reevaluate our priorities with the rest of the world and only take on as much as we can handle.

Let it simply be asked, Where is the security for property, for reputation, for life, if the sense of religious obligation desert the oaths, which are the instruments of investigation in Courts of Justice? And let us with caution indulge the supposition, that morality can be maintained without religion.

Ah man, I was with you, Washington, until this point. Although we can argue Washington’s level of religiosity, I believe that morality can indeed be maintained without religion–and should be. As many electoral candidates are advocating biblical agendas, such as defunding Planned Parenthood and banning gay marriage, we must reassert our constitutional obligation to the separation between church and state. I won’t get too political since if you’ve been following me, you already know my stance on the matter, but let’s just agree to disagree, Mr. President.

So how do you honor Presidents Day? Dusting off old history textbooks, registering to vote, or simply enjoying your day off? As for me, I worked a full shift today (which is why this post is so late, sorry!), but my class was canceled for tomorrow. A belated holiday’s better than none, right?

Movie Review: The Secret World of Arrietty

Rating: 4.5 out of 5

Last night I celebrated the progress I made on my paper by watching the latest Studio Ghibli film “The Secret World of Arrietty.” Based on Mary Norton’s 1952 novel The Borrowers, it originally debuted in Japan in July 2010. My review will be on the English version, but will make references to the Japanese version.

The story stars Arrietty (voiced by Bridgit Mendler), a spunky, teenage Borrower who lives with her mother and father (voiced by the hilarious comedy duo Amy Poehler and Will Arnett). Borrowers are tiny people who reside in human homes and secretly take things that won’t be missed, such as sugar cubes and tissues.

Arrietty is excited for her first Borrowing expedition with her dad, but fails miserably when human boy Shawn (voiced by David Henrie) spots her. Shawn recently moved into the house to live with his great aunt Jessica and her maid Hara, because he suffers from a heart condition and his own parents are too busy with work to take care of him before his upcoming operation.

Shawn just wants to befriend Arrietty, but due to the danger of human sightings, she has to find a new home with her family. Danger indeed befalls them when Hara captures Arriety’s mother, and Shawn and Arrietty team up to save her. But will the Borrowers still have to move? Are there other Borrowers out there? And what will happen to Shawn’s declining health?

All these questions are answered in this visual wonderland. Studio Ghibi never disappoints, and the setting of the backyard is even more beautiful from the Borrowers’ perspective. The details are so crisp you can practically feel the leaves and taste the drops of dew. I also enjoy the relaxed pace of these movies; notice that Studio Ghibli never has to pander to attention-deficit kids with a bunch of high-speed chases and fart jokes.

I believe that any Studio Ghibli creation absolutely blows American animated films out of the water–which is why Disney wishes to profit from the company, often at the expense of cultural accuracy. I won’t go into my loathing for Disney’s treatment of Studio Ghibli, especially with Academy Award-winning “Spirited Away,” but feel free to look up their conniving tactics.

That being said, I appreciate Disney for allowing English speakers the opportunity to witness Studio Ghibli’s beauty time and time again. However, once the DVD is released, I’ll be watching with subtitles because oftentimes the English voice actors’ dialogue doesn’t quite translate. At one point, Hara (voiced by Carol Burnett) noticing that Arrietty’s mother has escaped her clutches, yells, “Where is my LADY?!!” much to awkward laughs of the audience. But who knows? Maybe she screams that exact sentence in Japanese too, but I hope not.

Also, Disney, answer me this: Why must you change all the Japanese names? Do you think the U.S. is too stupid to understand cultural differences? Naming Sho as Shawn, Haru as Hara, and Sadako as Jessica may seem harmless, but for true fans it’s just unnecessary and insulting to the Japanese filmmakers.

It’s no surprise that Rotten Tomatoes gave this film a 93% rating. It’s an excellent tale of friendship and courage told in magnificent animated detail. If it’s playing at a theater near you, do yourself a favor and go see it. I haven’t read the novel it adapted, but let’s face it: If a picture’s worth a thousand words, then this Studio Ghibli piece of art speaks volumes.

Top 5 Fictional Vacation Destinations

It’s finally Friday, and although I should be writing my comprehensive paper that’s due in two weeks, I wanted to take a break to talk about what’s really on my mind: vacation. (Or yasumi as the Japanese call it). My brother and I are so excited to visit the Pokemon Center and Studio Ghibli museum in Japan, my girlfriends and I can’t wait to party it up in Vegas–even my parents are busy planning their 25th anniversary getaway. So let’s just say senioritis is kicking in full force!

For fun I thought I would share my top 5 fictional vacation destinations: the places that don’t actually exist, but I would book a trip in a heartbeat if they did. And no, Narnia is not on the list–talking beavers and lion messiahs are not my idea of a good time, sorry!

5. Fowl Manor in Artemis Fowl

What Fowl Manor might look like

Boy genius Artemis Fowl lives in a 15th century castle on a 200-acre estate an hour from Dublin, Ireland. It is covered by oak trees and stone walls, along with a state-of-the-art security system. His great-great-great-grandfather added a ton of rooms in the 18th century, but the castle still possesses its original guard towers and walkways. It’s a gorgeous home, and did we mention it comes with your own Butler? That is, Artemis’ family servant Butler, who is a martial arts and weapons expert. Whether you’re trying to escape some evil elves or just have a private weekend with loved ones, Fowl Manor puts most five-star hotels to shame.

4. Howl’s Moving Castle

Perfect for hanging laundry!

Originally a 1986 novel written by Diana Wynne Jones, it was adapted by Studio Ghibli in 2004. Wizard Howl lives in a magical castle that appears to be made of blocks of coal since a fire demon named Calcifer holds it together. The door to the castle actually has a doorknob with four dabs of paint, one for each of its four locations. That’s right, this castle has secret portals to four other places! And Howl can change these destinations whenever he wants, so you’re always left guessing! In the anime, the castle was made to look very industrial, and although it doesn’t quite have curb appeal, you really get the bang for your buck with all its extra locations!

3. Ouran Academy in Ouran High School Host Club

Jealous, aren't you?

If you haven’t read this manga by Bisco Hatori or watched the anime or live-action drama, then you are simply missing out. Ouran Academy is a (fictional) private high school in Tokyo where only the richest students attend. Now although it might be weird to say you want to vacation at a school, just look at that photo from the Japanese drama! Talk about classy (pun intended!) But of course, the real reason to visit is to hang out with the Host Club, a group of insanely hot guys whose only job is to treat their clients like princesses. If all schools were like this, dropout rates would vanish, that’s for sure!

2. Hogsmeade from Harry Potter

I guess the amusement park will have to do!

Hogwarts would be the obvious choice, but there’s room for only one school on this list! Plus, Hogsmeade is just as fun. Nothing sounds better than sipping a butterbeer and shopping ’til you drop at Zonko’s Joke Shop. You can even stock up on all the wizarding essentials: wands, quills, cauldrons, and more! While some cynics might call Hogsmeade a magical strip mall, fans know that this destination exudes warmth and plenty of mystery too. If only travel websites could book the Three Broomsticks Inn, I’d reserve a room pronto!

1. Rivendell from The Lord of the Rings

Paradise, plain and simple

If you know me, my #1 fictional vacation destination is no surprise. Meaning “deeply cloven valley,” Rivendell is located in northern Middle Earth near the river Bruinen. Although it does snow there in the winter, the summers are warm–in fact, many allege that it’s on the same latitude as Tolkien’s Oxford and based on a real village in Switzerland where Tolkien had taken a hiking trip. It’s probably the most beautiful setting I’ve ever seen (on film anyway). Who wouldn’t want to mingle with elves among waterfalls and forests? Move over Heaven, because you have competition!

So where would you love to stay in your imagination? Any literary locations that you want to add to the list?

Masterpiece Monday: A Tale of Two Cities (My 100th Post!!!)

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Rating: 4 out of 5

I blogged about Charles Dickens’ 200th birthday last week, and today I’m celebrating another milestone: my 100th post!!! I’ve been blogging since July, and even though in my mind my blog is teeny-tiny, I’m so proud that I’ve almost reached 4,500 views since I started! Yesterday I even broke a record with an all-time high of 69 views in a single day! Yes, still teeny-tiny, but you’ve got to start somewhere!

Before I unleash my review, I wanted to write a mini-update. My life’s been SUPER busy lately: I’m in the midst of writing my comprehensive paper that’s due in less than three weeks, my hours are steadily filling up at work, and I have my hands full promoting Fresno State’s CineCulture program and working as a student grader for the MCJ 1 class.

But I’ve also jam-packed my schedule with vacations!!! Not only am I going to Tokyo this summer, I’ll probably be going to Vegas THREE times this year–for a graduation trip with my classmates, for a girls’ getaway with a BFF, and for a bachelorette party. 2012 is going to be a kick-ass year, that’s for sure!!!

Ok, now on with business. If you haven’t read Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities…well, your high school may be crazy, because if “literary classic” was in the dictionary, it would be one of the first entries. I mean, the beloved children’s show “Wishbone” even had an episode on it!

The novel was published in 1859, and it narrates the events of the French Revolution through various characters in London and Paris. Teenager Lucie Manette is told that her father is not dead like she thought, but was imprisoned in the Bastille and now spends his days making shoes.

Two men are in love with Lucie, Charles Darnay and Sydney Carton. She marries Charles and raises their family in London. However, Charles had been accused of treason and when he returns to France to help a former servant, he is arrested and sentenced to death.

However, because Sydney is devoted to Lucie’s happiness–and because he looks eerily similar to Charles, Sydney courageously takes Charles’ place at the guillotine. His last words are, in my opinion, the absolute best in literature: “It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.”

As I’ve said before, Dickens can be pretty long-winded. There are many other characters in this novel, including the one you love-to-hate Madame Defarge, and most of the book runs low on energy. However, the last chapters explode off the page, making this read so worth the wait.

Not to mention, Dickens is not just an expert at realism, he also creates beautiful symbolism, such as the golden thread and the guillotine. Even the characters Carton and Darnay are allegedly two sides of Dickens’ psyche, given that they shared his own initials (Who said Wikipedia can’t teach you anything?).

I love this novel and recommend to the dedicated reader. Many high schoolers will hate Dickens’ verbosity, and if you also loathed this book when you were young, I encourage you to give it a second chance. Or at least watch the “Wishbone” version, because that show was simply awesome.

Favorite Quote:  “It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.” (What can I say? I heart Sydney Carton!)

Tender is the Night: Book One

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I’m half-way done with F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Tender is the Night, and although it does not possess the power of The Great Gatsby, it’s at least intriguing and gets more so with time. Published in 1933, this novel was given mixed reviews; many critics disapproved of its decadence since most people were struggling during the Great Depresssion.

Indeed, when the book opens, you know you’re dealing with the upper class. Set in 1925 in the south of France, 17-year-old upcoming American actress Rosemary Hoyt meets Dick and Nicole Diver, the quintessential “perfect” couple. Dick’s a psychologist in his 30s, and Rosemary falls in love with him immediately.

The Divers invite Rosemary to a party, where she confesses her feelings for him while he ignores her. Later, a woman named Violet McKisco stumbles upon Dick and Nicole in their bathroom, and she hints at something’s she seen when talking to the other guests, but she’s told to mind her own business.

Although Dick loves his wife–even planning an afternoon rendezvous with her in one scene–he still kisses and flirts with Rosemary. He doesn’t sleep with her due to her innocence, but Rosemary is determined to get her way regardless of the consequences.

During this whole love story, an alcoholic friends of theirs named Abe North is stirring up trouble. At one point he’s robbed and accuses a black man of the crime, starting a race riot. At the hotel where Rosemary’s staying, Abe is followed by Jules Peterson, a black shoemaker who testified for Abe. Dick and Rosemary shoo them off to have a romantic moment, but afterward Rosemary finds Jules shot dead in her room–killed by a man who was angered by his testimony.

Dick convinces the hotel manager to remove the body without questions so as to save Rosemary’s acting career, and when Nicole is heard screaming from the other room, Rosemary finally realizes what Violet McKisco saw at the party: Nicole’s mental instability.

If you know anything about Fitzgerald, you know that this novel is semi-autobiographical, since his own wife Zelda also suffered from mental instability during their marriage, remaining in institutions until she died. In fact, Fitzgerald has been critiqued by other expat writers like Hemingway for creating characters too similar to real people.

If that’s the case, I feel sorry for those real people, because most of the time they’re completely selfish. Rosemary doesn’t care about Nicole when she’s with Dick, instead compartmentalizing affair from marriage. None of the characters care about Jules, with Dick saying “It’s only some nigger scrap” while getting rid of his dead body. Blatant racism may be able to be chocked up the time period, but an overall disregard for human life or relationships is equally disturbing.

However, Fitzgerald is an exquisite writer, filling each scene with tons of foreshadowing and symbolism. He juxtaposes American and European, white and black, rich and poor,  as well as the image of “perfect” on the outside while crumbling underneath.

Sometimes you don’t even recognize the meaning of certain elements, such as the title of Rosemary’s debut film “Daddy’s Girl,” until more info is revealed (It alludes to Rosemary’s relationship with Dick, but also Nicole’s with her own father–which will be discussed in Book Two).

I’ll save my rating until I’ve reviewed the whole novel, but right now I’d say the story’s above average but with definite room for improvement. I’m sure Fitzgerald himself wondered how he’d top The Great Gatsby, so even though he failed to surpass it in my opinion, I’m glad that I have the opportunity to read more of his profound work.

Favorite Quote of Book One: “If you’re in love it ought to make you happy.”

Happy 200th Birthday Charles Dickens!

Even Google honored Dickens’ b-day!

Today is the bicentennial of Charles Dickens’ birth (lived 1812-1870), so I thought I’d offer my opinion of the man synonymous with Victorian literature. But first, some random facts I learned about him via his Wikipedia page:

  • He was the second of eight children, and then had ten children with his wife Catherine.
  • He had a near photographic memory.
  • He was involved in the Staplehurst rail crash of 1865, in which the first seven train carriages fell off a broken bridge. Dickens was in the last first-class carriage, and his experiences helping the wounded left him traumatized.
  • Five years to the day of that accident, Dickens died. His last words were allegedly, “Be natural my children. For the writer that is natural has fulfilled all the rules of art.”
  • He stated in his will to not erect any monuments for him, but a life-size bronze statue can be found in Philadelphia.

Now I have a love/hate relationship with Dickens’ work. I think that A Christmas Carol is so overrated that I refuse to read it. I also loathe Great Expectations with a bloody passion after my freshman “English teacher”/debate coach completely ruined the novel with ridiculous assignments. However, I read Hard Times, and although it was pretty dull, I appreciate it as a honest look into the Industrial Revolution.

And, of course, my favorite novel of his will always be A Tale of Two Cities. It probably has one of the best first lines in literature:

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way — in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.”

I’ll write a full review of A Tale of Two Cities for the next Masterpiece Monday, but it’s an exquisite story of love and turmoil during the French Revolution. Yes, due to serially writing his installments, Dickens is known for rambling about very little for a very, very long time, but I would say that the last five chapters of A Tale of Two Cities was one of the most rewarding reading experiences–so worth the struggle to get that far.

The Washington Post put it aptly: “We live in the age of TLDR — “Too long, didn’t read [but] When Victorian readers slummed it and put down their Seneca and Marcus Aurelius and whatever else it was they were expected to be reading, they picked up Charles Dickens in the grocery-store checkout aisle. If only we were so lucky.”

So while I may not love Dickens enough to attend UCSC’s week-long summer event “The Dickens Universe” (which I’ve heard is positively delightful, so click here for more info if it tickles your fancy), I do respect the author for shining a spotlight on the working class and giving us some of literature’s most memorable characters, such as Oliver Twist and Miss Havisham.

As for my own reading update, I just finished Book One of Tender is the Night, and because the book’s taking longer than normal to finish, I’ll probably post a mini-review sometime this week. Stay tuned!

Masterpiece Monday: Their Eyes Were Watching God

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Rating: 3.5 out of 5

To celebrate Black History Month, I chose to review Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937). The novel follows Janie Crawford, a middle-aged African-American woman who discusses her three marriages.

Janie was the product of rape, and because of her mother’s unwillingness to parent, she is raised by her grandmother Nanny. Nanny pushes Janie into her first marriage to Logan Killicks, but after being forced to do hard labor on his farm, Janie runs away with second husband Joe Starks.

This marriage isn’t any better, and after Joe passes away, Janie is finally independent. She falls in love with a man who goes by Tea Cake, marries him and moves to the Everglades. Unfortunately, the area is struck by a hurricane and Tea Cake is bitten by a rabid dog while saving Janie from drowning. Sick with the disease, he tries to shoot Janie, but she kills him first in self-defense. Even though she is acquitted from her murder charge, when she returns to Eatonville, she becomes the subject of gossip.

I read this novel in high school, and when it came to African-American literature, I ranked this story much better than Toni Morrison’s Beloved, but not as good as Ralph Ellison’s Invisible Man.   The reason for this was because although it did not contain any ridiculous voodoo elements, I still felt it hard to empathize with Janie. She continuously fell for men who were abusive and wrong for her, and you wished she would learn from her mistakes.

The dialect that’s used in the novel is difficult to read if you’re not familiar with it, but it adds authenticity and unique voice to the characters. While it’s not a style I particularly gravitate toward, I appreciate Their Eyes Were Watching God for opening people’s eyes to the perspective of black women, which is so often ignored in society. I always tell my high school students to broaden their horizons to more ethnic writing, and this book would be one I’d recommend–simply for the sake of experiencing it.

However, I must admit that the strongest memory that I have of this story was when my English teacher claimed that teenage Janie’s braid was a phallic symbol. I’d acknowledge that the scene of her kissing Johnny Taylor was one of sexual awakening, but I wondered whether phallic hair was pushing the interpretation a bit far. Needless to say, it made for an interesting discussion that day in class!

So if you’ve got some time this February, celebrate Black History Month with a classic like Their Eyes Were Watching God.

Favorite Quote: “She was a rut in the road. Plenty of life beneath the surface but it was kept beaten down by the wheels.”