Leave aside the ridiculous dialogue. Perhaps there were people who actually spoke like that, although I doubt it. Leave aside the melodramatic, self-indulgent characters. Presumably Lawrence portrays them thus intentionally. And leave aside, I guess, the apparently groundbreaking sexuality that seems to be crucial to securing its place in the canon. I'll even acknowledge Lawrence's great gift for capturing quickly changing moods in the characters' indirect speech.
Focus only on the writing, which is, I admit, intermittently great. It is also intermittently awful. And when it ventures into the latter, it really plumbs the depths. Like that of its predecessor, The Rainbow, the language here is bloated. Time after time, Lawrence uses the same word two or three times in one passage to describe a character's state of mind. I actually sat there a few times and wrote a single sentence that distilled all the blather without losing any content. It wasn't hard.
The intermittent awful cancels out the intermittent great. It's impossible to ignore. I can't give a good rating to a book that so butchers the language, even if it also elevates it. I'm done with D.H. Lawrence. I've given an honest attempt out of respect for the canon but, after slogging through this last one, I just...I can't.
- Hardcover: 334 pagina's
- Uitgever: Iboo Press House (14 februari 2020)
- Taal: Engels
- ISBN-10: 1641816015
- ISBN-13: 978-1641816014
- Productafmetingen: 15,2 x 2,2 x 22,9 cm
- Brutogewicht (incl. verpakking): 644 g
- Klantenrecensies: 160 klantbeoordelingen
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