Jun 07, 08
summer reading enthusiasts, cynical third wave feminists
Read in August, 2000
Part of me really, really thinks that Chopin's book is self-indulgent bourgeois frippery, but part of me loves the pre-first wave feminist overtones of a woman who purposefully seeks her own happiness--with hideously disastrous results. Chopin weaves an elegant, moody novel in fin-de-siecle New Orleans, and the comparisons between her protagonist and Emma Bovary are painfully evident. However, Chopin's protagonist is sympathetic in some ways, and absolutely infuriating in others. Regardless, you're drawn to the novel, particularly as you see the first, inevitable steps towards total doom.
Good read, particularly over the summer, and don't forget to giggle at the line about her "growing supple to his entreaties."
That's right, supple.