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Sto caricando le informazioni... The Wings of the Dove [Norton Critical Edition]di Henry James, J. Donald Crowley (A cura di), Richard A. Hocks (A cura di)
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Iscriviti per consentire a LibraryThing di scoprire se ti piacerà questo libro. Attualmente non vi sono conversazioni su questo libro. The only James I’d read prior to this was the novella The Turn of the Screw which I didn’t blog at the time. It did little to prepare me for the mammoth effort needed to get through this pile of prose. I think prose is the right word for what James has created here. To be honest I’m not so sure. From the first page to the last, I couldn’t wait for this to end. I didn’t care less about the characters, mostly because, rather than simply describe them, James felt the need to pile layer upon layer of turgid detail over them burying who they actually were under a slurry of endless subordinate clauses. Someone somewhere online said he was a genius for this creative writing. No. Virginia Woolf is a genius for creative writing. James is not. His writing is needlessly opaque and takes verbosity to the limit. However, he has made a name for himself by doing so and that’s one of the reasons this work is well-known. But this is literature to give pleasure to the writer, not the reader; what was in fact a decent plot was almost totally destroyed by overelaboration. So, what was the plot? Well, in a nutshell, Kate and Merton, secretly betrothed, befriend Milly, a wealthy young woman with a terminal illness. Kate’s ploy is for Merton to marry Milly and thus inherit her wealth leaving them set up to marry with money. Can they make this work? Will their consciences get the better of them? Will Milly discover the plan? This is a truly great storyline and one of the only reasons this book scrapes into my “good” category from “mediocre.” Sadly, the answers to these questions lie under the rubble of James’ writing. Dig for them if you will. All you’ll probably end up finding though is the cold corpse of your own interest. nessuna recensione | aggiungi una recensione
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Confronting a Bronzino portrait in an English country house, a young American heiress comes face to face with her own predicament. For Milly Theale, who seems to have the world before her and at her feet, is fatally ill. Eager for life, eager for love, she embarks on her European adventure, warming to the admiration of her new friends Kate Croy and Merton Densher. But Merton and Kate are secretly engaged, and come to see in this angel with a thumping bank account as a solution to their own problems. For the remarkable Kate, scheming, passionate, poetic, also wants to live...This edition of James's poignant and dramatic novel is based on the revised New York Edition. The cover pictures the Bronzino portrait which is the focus of the key scene in the book. Non sono state trovate descrizioni di biblioteche |
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Google Books — Sto caricando le informazioni... GeneriSistema Decimale Melvil (DDC)813.4Literature English (North America) American fiction Later 19th Century 1861-1900Classificazione LCVotoMedia:
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There are many instances of fine description. In the opening scene, Kate goes to visit her father, Lionel. Waiting for him—he was out—she registers the room. The upholstery of glazed cloth on the armchair gave “the sense of the slippery and of the sticky.” One’s reaction is that we’ve been given a description of his character.
When Milly and her traveling companion, Mrs. Stringham arrive in London, and are at a table with twenty other guests at the home of Kate’s aunt, Mrs. Lowder, the prose picks up, matching the glitter of the occasion. A couple of sentences I like very much: “It almost appeared to Milly that their fortune had been unduly precipitated—as if properly they were in the position of having ventured on a small joke and found the answer out of proportion grave” (p. 98 of Norton edition). I like the use of “precipitated.” Shortly before, Milly had been sitting on a rock at a precipitous point in the Alps when she resolved to cut short the continental tour and proceed immediately to London. And then there is this: “Mrs. Lowder’s other neighbor was the Bishop of Murram—a real bishop, such as Milly had never seen, with a complicated costume, a voice like an old-fashioned wind instrument, and a face all the portrait of a prelate. . . .” (p. 99). Well, the last clause was admittedly a disappointment after hitting so well with the wind instrument, but two out of three ain’t bad.
Not a book for everyone, which is why I only give it four stars, but I enjoyed it very much and feel it repaid the time and attention I devoted to it. ( )