I remember reading Great Expectations by Charles Dickens in English class when I was 14 years old, and really enjoying it - it was literature! And who could forget a character like Miss Haversham?
So, looking for some comfort reading I picked it up recently expecting to fondly return to an interesting story. Instead I've found myself very disappointed and have given up on it.
The first problem is the language - it's so clumsy it's not easy to read. It's not so much that it's unnecessarily verbose as much as sentences and paragraphs and especially dialogue are all badly structured. I can forgive that in a book that on it's way to being 200 years old.
What I can't forgive is that there's no actual story here. It's just a series of caricatures. It was acceptable at first, and Miss Haversham is certainly memorable. But as the book goes on each one that follows vies to be more incredulous than the last. And I've realized that's all this book is, no real story, just a list of characters intended to be ridiculous. I've put the book down after Pip spends the day with the legal assistant who has a mini-castle in the back garden of his London home, and lets off a cannon each evening for his aged and deaf father.
Much about the book seems to rest on the final twist on who Pip's benefactor is, but without reaching that section I struggle to make sense of it - Pip gave him a snack, that's all, and in return Magwitch sets Pip up as a gentleman for life. What an expensive snack that was! It's not as if Magwitch even enjoyed his liberty from the prison ship - he was captured the next morning, and Pip was one of the party.
So I guess I'll have to part with Mr Dickens for a while and enjoy my childhood memory of this book instead.
So, looking for some comfort reading I picked it up recently expecting to fondly return to an interesting story. Instead I've found myself very disappointed and have given up on it.
The first problem is the language - it's so clumsy it's not easy to read. It's not so much that it's unnecessarily verbose as much as sentences and paragraphs and especially dialogue are all badly structured. I can forgive that in a book that on it's way to being 200 years old.
What I can't forgive is that there's no actual story here. It's just a series of caricatures. It was acceptable at first, and Miss Haversham is certainly memorable. But as the book goes on each one that follows vies to be more incredulous than the last. And I've realized that's all this book is, no real story, just a list of characters intended to be ridiculous. I've put the book down after Pip spends the day with the legal assistant who has a mini-castle in the back garden of his London home, and lets off a cannon each evening for his aged and deaf father.
Much about the book seems to rest on the final twist on who Pip's benefactor is, but without reaching that section I struggle to make sense of it - Pip gave him a snack, that's all, and in return Magwitch sets Pip up as a gentleman for life. What an expensive snack that was! It's not as if Magwitch even enjoyed his liberty from the prison ship - he was captured the next morning, and Pip was one of the party.
So I guess I'll have to part with Mr Dickens for a while and enjoy my childhood memory of this book instead.