"One of the oldest critiques of Austen and romance novels more generally is that they are about the romance of money, not the romance of love—critics noticed this about Fifty Shades of Gray but it’s always true, and they seem to discover it anew each time."
Kept thinking about this essay over the weekend as I read Hari Kunzru's new novel, Blue Ruin, which adheres to this tradition and is told from the POV of someone who loses out in the story's love triangle by rejecting (and being rejected by) money. Guess I need to read the Brontës (eventually).
I’m fully not brave enough yet to watch the Queen Charlotte spinoff. I think if I ever hit my head on something irrevocably hard and endure some kind of personality change, that’s the circumstance where I’ll watch that.
"Just the right kind of stupid" is my favorite description of the show thus far.
"One of the oldest critiques of Austen and romance novels more generally is that they are about the romance of money, not the romance of love—critics noticed this about Fifty Shades of Gray but it’s always true, and they seem to discover it anew each time."
Kept thinking about this essay over the weekend as I read Hari Kunzru's new novel, Blue Ruin, which adheres to this tradition and is told from the POV of someone who loses out in the story's love triangle by rejecting (and being rejected by) money. Guess I need to read the Brontës (eventually).
As long as a woman's labor is worth less than a man's, Austen will be socially relevant (and for that matter, the Brontës).
I’m fully not brave enough yet to watch the Queen Charlotte spinoff. I think if I ever hit my head on something irrevocably hard and endure some kind of personality change, that’s the circumstance where I’ll watch that.