Book review: “Mrs. Dalloway” by Virginia Woolf
February 2nd, 2006 at 8:27 amI hope my review won’t offend fans of Mrs. Woolf and generally people who are more literature-inclined than myself, by I can’t help saying:
Just WTF is this book about ? Making fun of the London “drawing rooms” society of 100 years ago ? M…kay, whatever.
I broke down 50 pages before the end, just couldn’t handle it anymore. Never have I seen a book written in such a convoluted style, where at any given moment you’ll find hard to understand who is narrating, and about what (s)he is narrating.
Why can’t people write social criticism as lucidly as Tolstoy… I would *really* like to hear from people who enjoyed Mrs. Dalloway to share their insights - for I have surely missed something.
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May 12th, 2008 at 5:36 am
Well, as the book is more about the thoughts of the characters, which aren’t made linear, and as she entwines the character’s lifes, swiftly moving from one character to another, the book is made a little harder to read, sure. But I also think it’s the sole beauty of the book - like an overall impression cracked apart, showing on separate visual impressions, touches and smells, and (in thought) recollections and remembrances, which is also entwined with the “current world” of mrs Dalloway and the other characters.