The best review I think
The best review I think
Blackbird. Powerhouse acting. Such roller coaster emotions. Just when you begin to hate Ray for abusing Una as a child, you realize she loved him too and may have seduced him a little. Then you tell yourself, she was only 12!. When Ray turns into a apologizing pulp of a man, he maybe innocent after all. Since Una loves him and he claims he still does, they will get back together and all nightmares will be put to rest. It was all a big misunderstanding. And then....
Each layer is peeled off one by one. Layer after layer. Some black and some white. You can be good one second and bad the next.
Also, reading Anne Enright's The Gathering. Women and men have such different styles of writing. Where men are straight, witty, graphic, women are melancholic, sarcastic and much too sad. Try reading 'The Gathering', 'The Inheritance of loss' and 'The God of small things' - the similarities will astound. I am not liking the book too much though, too convoluted and the terribe secret is yet to come. Reached almost halfway.
When Meghna saw the book on my table, she squeeked. My heart almost fell out. "The Razor's Edge! Who is reading it?" I can't say I wasn't pleased. Did she like the book? "It has been my bible for many years now, for some time when I looked at anyone pouring over a book in a library, I was reminded of Larry". I hadn't met Larry yet. I was curious.
I just finished 100 pages. It has already begun to feel like my life. (A good book always make you empathize with at least one of its main characters anyway). But I am wondering if the ending will be happy. It scares me a bit.
Leaving with a quote,
"I dare say you're right. The Armours and the Swifts will pack more and better meat, the McCormicks will make more and bettter harvesters, and Henry Ford will turn out more and better cars. And everyone'll get richer and richer."
"And why not?"
"As you say, and why not? Money just doesn't happen to interest me."
"Darling, don't talk like a fool. One can't live without money."
"I have a little. That's what gives me the chance to do what I want."
"Yes," he answered smiling.
Update: Finished the book. Dry wit plenty, intricately fleshed out very likeable characters, a page turner. Sometimes it is hard to believe he was an early twentieth century writer. It had all elements of a classic potboiler.
So much of Paris too - Latin Quarter, Montparnasse, Montmartre, been there, done that.
And just as I was feeling increasingly discontent about the ending, Maugham ends with this:"For all the persons with whom I have been concerned got what they wanted: Elliott social eminence; Isabel an assured position backed by substantial fortune in an active and cultured community; Gray a steady and lucrative job, with an office to go from nine to six everyday; Suzanna Rouvier security; Sophie death; and Larry happiness."
Sigh! If only life were as picture perfect.