I cannot stand Jane Austen's books. Everyone loves Jane Austen. Everyone loves Colin Firth swimming across the river. Everyone finds her amusing and I do not. To say you can't stand Jane Austen is anathema to most people. To me her books speak of nothing but balls and husband-seeking. Yes, there's the joke about the manners of the time, and yes, she spoke out about it but it's not a funny joke to me. She reminds me a little of the Bloomsbury group with their smugness and sneering.
Dickens, on the other hand, with his earthiness, and other side of life...even Hardy, whose works are utterly depresssing and I don't enjoy...had something to say. Jane Austen...I just can't stand her books, can't bear sitting through TV or film portrayals of nothing happening other than a ball and another ball and another ball and taking the waters at Bath...and nothing...It's the 'soap' or 'Dallas' of the time. It's frippery. It's tedium...I can't stand her books...
Anna Sewell, bed-ridden and seeing the horses outside, had something to say. Dear Emily Bronte, a passionate soul in a claustrophobic place, had something to say...as did Charlotte and dear Anne...but, Jane Austen??? And she is so damned popular - why???
Well, this is a debate thread
