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05 February 2009 @ 12:03 am
The Vicar of Bullhampton, Anthony Trollope

If Tony wasn't already dead, I would cheerfully have strangled his last breath out of him for writing this book.

I keep thinking: why do I keep reading Trollope? The answer: it's easy. There is nothing exalted or difficult in his writing - it's in no way extraordinary or memorable - and therein lies the lure. I can almost read on autopilot. He so wrote for the sake of it. How else is the background history on people like Mr Jay and Edith Brownlow explained? Of what relevance is it? None. He was just filling space.

I kept expecting Mary to fall in love with Sam, or Gilmore with Carry - just to liven things up a bit. Carry's storyline was useless in the extreme. What was the POINT of it? Ugh.


The man was her master, and had her in his keeping, and of course she would obey him.

Yes, those ARE the kind of thoughts one frequently has about the love of one's life! Not about a jailor or your S&M mistress of pain, or anything.

That our girls are in quest of husbands, and know well in what way their lines in life should be laid, is a fact which none dispute. Let men be taught to recognise the same truth as regards themselves, and we shall cease to hear of the necessity of a new career for women.

skldfjhalskjdhfklajsh WHAT. WHAT. WHAT. Thank god no one listened to Tony the Tigerish freak. Imagine where we'd be now if they did!

And, and, AND. Carry's 'sin'. Which, I take it, was sex BEFORE marriage. I always wonder how people justify this as a sin when, after marriage, it's perfectly all right (and, in more psychotic religious cultures, the only reason for getting married at all). They kept implying she was a whore, but from what I could see she never got paid for it. Yet -

There ain't nothing a young man can do that is nearly so bad - is there, Mr Fenwick?


Yay for genetic testing.

And yet, every so often, he has small match-strikes of talent.

It was a mouth to watch, and listen to, and read with curious interest, rather than a mouth to kiss.

Admittedly I liked this description because it matches my mouth - and, also, makes up for the gross preceding passage on nostrils, wtf.

[...] whereas Dickens had manufactured a kind of life that never had existed


It is often very curious to trace the sources of greatness. With Mr Chamberlaine, I think it came from the whiteness of his hands, and from a certain knack he had of looking as though he could say a great deal, though it suited him better to be silent, and say nothing.



I would have liked to be shown a little of his characterisation, rather than just being told.

The bishops, I believe, are all right-thinking men, and it is well for them that they are so very seldom called on to go beyond thinking.

Easily extended to all religious personnel, lol.

Good law is not defined very clearly here in England; but good manners have never been defined at all.


It is hardly recognised that a sudden change from billiards to good books requires a strength of character which, if possessed, would probably have kept the young man altogether from falling into bad habits.

Also, indeed. (Look, it's late, one person will even read this, and you know what I'm saying anyway.)

She had an idea of her own, that girls ought not to think of men as lovers without a good deal of provocation.

*sigh* If only I could follow that advice...

Previously, on Book Glomp 2009:
He Knew He Was Right, Anthony Trollope
The Bostonians, Henry James
For Whom the Bell Tolls, Ernest Hemingway
For Esme - with Love and Squalor, JD Salinger
The Outsider, Albert Camus
The Princess Diaries: Ten out of Ten, Meg Cabot
Current Mood: crankycranky
Current Music: liquid dance // slumdog soundtrack
peripatetic extemporizations: Brendon Ryan cute faceshatoyona on February 5th, 2009 12:09 am (UTC)
I seriously always enjoy your reviews, even of books I haven't read. Actually most of them fall in that category. You're just so indignant! I can appreciate that.

Also! Um could you possibly upload the Slumdog Millionaire soundtrack? I'm desperate and yet also a cheapskate and I would honestly love you foreverrr. I can upload something in return if you would like?
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: Candy lipsscoradh on February 5th, 2009 12:13 am (UTC)
Yes, I am! People are always telling me to calm down and not get so hyped up about things - not just books - but I'm like, this is life! How can you be so casual about it?!

Here! I just dled it from bogged. I'm sure she won't mind if one more person uses the link...!
peripatetic extemporizationshatoyona on February 5th, 2009 12:17 am (UTC)
You're right! Man, when I read Anna Karenina, I was furious! What a dumb bitch! Also Wuthering Heights, Jesus Christ!!

Also um THANK YOU SO MUCH. I am prostrating myself at your feet in gratitude. :D
o hulloah!: rndm; HI GUYS!bogged on February 5th, 2009 02:51 am (UTC)
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Kitties: hammockscoradh on February 5th, 2009 10:09 pm (UTC)
*giggles* That reminds me so hard of the new AAR video...
o hulloah!: ppl; magical accent generatorbogged on February 5th, 2009 10:53 pm (UTC)
jfkdslfnksjr I used to be CRAZY about them, dude. In the space between their first and second albums I fell out of it, but I love that new video something fierce. It's always on at like, 3 AM when I am still wide awake and I get all excited because it's seriously hilarious.
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: Bollywoodscoradh on February 5th, 2009 11:21 pm (UTC)
I was never into them on my own, but hell, those picspams are HOT. :D And that vid is hilarous, with wee Nick chugging his beer and the synchronous clapping. The only thing is that the song - while delightfully pep-rallyish - is so, so juvenile. Speaking as someone who has to watch exes interact in horribly awkward ways, the 'I hope it gives you hell' attitude is both childish and incompatible with, you know, life.

Also, what's wrong with shiny cars?!
Merit: Disney Proud to be Fairiesmeritjubet on February 5th, 2009 01:29 pm (UTC)
Rampant misogyny is such a turn off for me. Especially when it seems to reveal a little too much about the author's personal fantasies. *sighs* it has even ruined otherwise good p0rn for me XD
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: dressscoradh on February 5th, 2009 10:11 pm (UTC)
It's the fact that it's so taken for granted in 'classics' like these that pisses me off. I mean, did anyone ever question the status quo?