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Ladataan... Marion Fay: A novel (vuoden 1994 painos)Tekijä: Anthony Trollope
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First published in serial form in the Graphic (1881-2), Marion Fay is half tragedy, half romantic burlesque, and one of Trollope's most detailed scrutinies of the workings of the English class system. Based on the first three-volume edition of 1882, the novel contrasts two love affairs, each involving an aristocrat and a commoner. Trollope vividly evokes the dull working lives, plain homes, blank streets, and limited horizons of the dwellers in Paradise Row, using them as an ironic choric commentary on the unattainable world of rank, wealth, and freedom, symbolized by life in the great country houses. Kirjastojen kuvailuja ei löytynyt. |
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I enjoyed a chunk in the middle of this book very much, but the beginning was dull and the ending overly sentimental and not at all what I expect of Trollope.
Likes: Crocker, Miss Demijohn, the scene where Hampstead and Mr Fay try to talk at the latter's office and are constantly interrupted, the fact that the Quaker Fay was not opposed to his daughter marrying Hampstead, the evil Mr Greenwood (although I think Trollope made him persist too long at the end), the appalling Lady Kingsbury and, finally, Lady Amaldina and her surprisingly successful marriage.
Dislikes: too much repetition (especially re Marion's reasons for refusing Hampstead), too much discussion of class difference (as opposed to letting the characters demonstrate this), Marion was deeply annoying and read like a Victorian stereotype, rather than a Trollope heroine, the way she seemed to die because she decided she would, endless rehashing of her pure motives etc etc. ( )