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I do not like Rochester.
Or Heathcliff.
Or Lovelace.
Lets see...wannabe bigamist who keeps his wife locked in the attic. Man who gets so pissy about getting dumped that he devotes his life to destroying her family. Man so bent on conquering a woman that when he can't, he sets out to destroy her, eventually raping her so he can "win."
I get the interest in the character, and the less evil/bastardy character types they spawned, but the adoration for the characters themselves, and wanting the women who should just run while the running's good to end up with them, weirds me out.
And now that that's off my chest...
I have Girl Scout cookies. At some point today, I shall let you know if the new low-calorie Cinna Spin things are any good.
I also picked up an interesting looking manga called Purgatory Kabuki. There is no proper descriptiob of it on the back, but flipping through it and reading the translation notes, it seems to be based on the legend of Benkei and the Gojou Bridge, only set in the underworld where the swods have spirits. (Benkei was a warrior monk who posted himself at the Gojou Bridge in Kyoto and challenged every swordsman who passed and took their swords. He had collected 999 swords when some punk named Minamoto no Yoshitsune came along and beat him. So he became Yoshitsune's righthand man.) The art kinda makes me think of Mononoke if it as designed by Amano. Looking at the inside, though, I can't help but think someone was a little too fond of the shading tool. I may read it after I read everything else I brought.
In other queries...has anyone read Jennifer Roberson's Tiger and Del books? I keep seeing them around, but can't remember anyone ever mentioning them.
I will now read volume 2 of Hikkatsu! Strike a Blow to Vivify. For anyone who has forgotten, it features a girl who was raised by pigeons who falls in love with an emotastic boy who lived in a Snowy Cabin of Emo Solitude atop Mt. Fuji...before he blew it up. They now travel the world together, bsttling evil appliances as he struggles to perfect the appliance repairing One Shot No Fail Repair Blow.
Or Heathcliff.
Or Lovelace.
Lets see...wannabe bigamist who keeps his wife locked in the attic. Man who gets so pissy about getting dumped that he devotes his life to destroying her family. Man so bent on conquering a woman that when he can't, he sets out to destroy her, eventually raping her so he can "win."
I get the interest in the character, and the less evil/bastardy character types they spawned, but the adoration for the characters themselves, and wanting the women who should just run while the running's good to end up with them, weirds me out.
And now that that's off my chest...
I have Girl Scout cookies. At some point today, I shall let you know if the new low-calorie Cinna Spin things are any good.
I also picked up an interesting looking manga called Purgatory Kabuki. There is no proper descriptiob of it on the back, but flipping through it and reading the translation notes, it seems to be based on the legend of Benkei and the Gojou Bridge, only set in the underworld where the swods have spirits. (Benkei was a warrior monk who posted himself at the Gojou Bridge in Kyoto and challenged every swordsman who passed and took their swords. He had collected 999 swords when some punk named Minamoto no Yoshitsune came along and beat him. So he became Yoshitsune's righthand man.) The art kinda makes me think of Mononoke if it as designed by Amano. Looking at the inside, though, I can't help but think someone was a little too fond of the shading tool. I may read it after I read everything else I brought.
In other queries...has anyone read Jennifer Roberson's Tiger and Del books? I keep seeing them around, but can't remember anyone ever mentioning them.
I will now read volume 2 of Hikkatsu! Strike a Blow to Vivify. For anyone who has forgotten, it features a girl who was raised by pigeons who falls in love with an emotastic boy who lived in a Snowy Cabin of Emo Solitude atop Mt. Fuji...before he blew it up. They now travel the world together, bsttling evil appliances as he struggles to perfect the appliance repairing One Shot No Fail Repair Blow.
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:39 pm (UTC)If you really want to beat on Rochester, I'd think the better way is to point out what a dick he was about the marriage--doing all those things to test and see whether Jane was in love with him, then not even bothering to tell her it was her he was in love with until she was about ready to leave. (As much as I'm a sucker for "jealous misunderstandings" and as much as I love Jane Eyre, even I have to admit it was a spectatularly dickish thing to do)
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:44 pm (UTC)I think, though, that it's the fact that he was willing to destroy her life(which, at the time, is what it would have been) for his own happiness is why I can never accept the narrative ever making him suffer enough if he still gets what he wants in the end.
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:42 pm (UTC)I see no reason to doubt Rochester's story about the events. He tells it in a way that's self pitying, sure, but I think anyone would be in that sort of situation--trapped into marriage with someone you can't even talk to, nevermind one that has to be confined for fear of the danger she'll do to herself and others.
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:46 pm (UTC)Rochester doesn't need to talk to women. Look at the contempt with which he treats Jane. He's just a deeply unpleasant man with no redeeming features.
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Date: 2008-02-02 08:51 pm (UTC)WHAT. I ordered my cookies like two weeks ago and yet I am cookie-less. WHERE IS THAT BROWNIE WITH MY TAGALONGS. Also, low-calorie Girl Scout cookies are so wrong (I have this complex theory about how 100 calorie packs are the downfall of western civilization, but I'll save that for later). Let's face it, they're not so much cookies as much as they are candy in cookie form.
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Date: 2008-02-02 08:56 pm (UTC)I have not yet tried the Cinna Spins, as eating and reading Hikkatsu at the same time could lead to choking, and there's no one around to perform the Heimlich. (Ok, I know how to do it for yourself, but that's not the point.)
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:22 pm (UTC)Self-Heimlich! Not necessarily a good idea, but...you know, whatever works in the moment, right?
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Date: 2008-02-02 08:55 pm (UTC)I always wish I could sit Jane down and explain in simple terms that a man who keeps his mad wife locked in the attic could very well be the person who drove her mad in the first place, if indeed, she is mad and not merely an obstacle to his skirt-chasing. I also believe that fire was too convenient to be coincidence, and he was badly burnt, presumably because he was very close to the fire's source. I think he done her in.
Heathcliff, I don't think his author intended us to like. Wuthering Heights is often treated as a romance, but it's actually a book about the dangers of obsession, possibly written partly for Charlotte's benefit, as she was very stalkerish in her behaviour. Heathcliff is a terrible man and a murderer (agreed, at least by me and the author of "Was Heathcliff a Murderer?"
Lovelace is a rat. Even when played by Sean Bean, he can't capture my sympathy (and Sean Bean is one of those actors who can have me making excuses for murderers). He's a vile man who destroys a woman's life. Again, his author tried to make him a villain, modern readers tend to like him (probably because the idea of a woman dying over lost virtue is so alien to them that they assume she got what she deserved).
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:03 pm (UTC)Lovelace...yeah. I am perfectly fine with as written, because he's supposed to be appealing, but ultimately evil. We aren't supposed to want Clarissa to give in to him, but to stay strong and resist, and to be horrified by the lengths he goes to. While I am willing to believe he loves her, his need to possess and conquer her is much stronger. While Clarissa may be so pious I kinda want to strangle her at times, I am 100% on her side, from start to finish. I think in Lovelace's case, though, the fact that at first, it seems he might change and become better affects people liking him, but how anyone can root for or approcve of him by the end, or wish Clarissa had bent to his will, is beyond me.
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:16 pm (UTC)They're both tough and had to be, to survive what came/comes at them, Tiger in particular is proud of his skill in sworddancing. During the books many of the other major characters try to suborn their powers for various nefarious purposes until the focus shifts to Tiger's past in the last two books and strange powers he seems to acquire.
.. while there is a touch of "saving the world messiah" on Tiger at the end, the interesting thing is that Roberson doesn't run with the usual epic worldsaving fantasy ending, but finds one that fits both characters nicely.
Aside: they both remind me of Western gunslingers quite often.
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Date: 2008-02-02 09:58 pm (UTC)Dantes I have no issue with liking. I love him in fact. I don't see his revenge plotting as evil or violent really (even though it was VERY cruel) because he was dishing it out to the people who really did destroy his life for no good reason. Heathcliff was just going after people who didn't really wrong him so he could manipulate Cathy into regretting that she dumped him.
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Date: 2008-02-02 10:09 pm (UTC)I don't get anyone rooting for Lovelace especially in the book, where you realise how rotten he is from his letters. You can see what charms Clarissa, but at the same time you understand that this a thoroughly ruined human being. I know that Richardson was horrified by people wanting Lovelace to end up with Clarissa and revised the book so that he was even more evil.
I have to admit that I'm not that keen on the character types these three have spawned because they've more or less dominated the heroic types in certain genres of fiction/media and it would be nice to see some different ones creep in there.
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Date: 2008-02-02 10:13 pm (UTC)I suspect making Lovelace even more evil only made people like him more.
And every once in a while, we do get interesting nice boys.
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Date: 2008-02-02 10:15 pm (UTC)A lighter and more parodic reference can be found in Jasper Fforde's Thursday Next books. IIRC, this particular reference appears in the first book, The Eyre Affair.
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Date: 2008-02-03 12:20 am (UTC)Heathcliff is again not really conceived as a human being. He's a destructive force, and his "love" for Cathy is one of the weirdest passions in literature. It's more like demonic possession. Emily Bronte had an even wilder imagination than Charlotte's, though strange to say she was a much more disciplined writer and better observer, and in her case that imagination is almost completely unleavened by conscious sexual feelings. (I think that's one reason I liked Jane Eyre so much as a teenager; it's a very good explication of physical passion as a goal in itself for a woman, which at the time it was written was REVOLUTIONARY. Charlotte had one hell of a sex drive, and that element of the book is 100% authentic.)
For Emily, love was no less than a complete loss of boundaries and merging with the loved one ("I AM Heathcliff," says Cathy) and the way she looks at this with clear, unblinking eyes, as if it were something normal when it so obviously is not, can be spellbinding. The sequence in which Heathcliff has the sexton take the lid off Cathy's coffin so he can see her again, and talks about being buried next to her with the sides of the coffins removed so that they can merge in death... well, you could think of it as a horror novel and just savor the spinal chills.
The Brontes are just... the Brontes. They're justified in their own minds, and that's the only context in which they make any sense at all. The context that most English teachers try to force them into -- oh God. When their basic motifs and characters are prettied up into Great Glorious Romances, those relationships look even more obviously ill. Then there's the endless retellings by much less talented writers -- you get manipulative Rochester-figures who keep secrets and play power games, you get violent Heathcliff-figures who stalk and destroy (and rape) and this is depicted as some kind of ideal. O_o They've obviously got a kind of power for many people, having lasted this long, and I certainly felt it myself at one time. I think I was fortunate in NOT having either of those books as a class assignment, possibly in more ways than one...
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Date: 2008-02-03 12:25 am (UTC)Which is why I will never be able to accept the end of Jane Eyre...
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Date: 2008-02-04 04:04 am (UTC)In one of many letters to a married man she was stalking, M. Constantin Heger, she wrote, "Day or night I find neither rest nor peace. If I sleep I have tortured dreams in which I see you always severe, always gloomy and annoyed with me. I do not seek to justify myself, I submit to every kind of reproach - all that I know - is that I cannot - that I will not resign myself to losing the friendship of my master completely - I would rather undergo the greatest physical sufferings. If my master withdraws his friendship entirely from me I will be completely without hope ... I cling on to preserving that little interest - I cling on to it as I cling on to life." This was to a man who gave her no encouragement at all. These days, restraining orders might well be issued.
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Date: 2008-02-03 09:12 pm (UTC)Just the other day I made a Jane Eyre reference at work. The girl across the hall gave a maniacal laugh and I IMd my friend to tell. I said she sounded like Bertha locked in Mr. Rochester's attic. I'm happy to have friends with some literary background.
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Date: 2008-02-03 09:07 pm (UTC)I liked Rochester, a lot. I didn't like Heathcliff. I don't think I know who Lovelace is although the name sounds familiar.
I read the first few Tiger and Del books when I was about 13 and really liked them. She took a 7 year break between 4 and 5, and by 1998 I'd gotten out of fantasy. Besides, I didn't remember what happened. I did read the Cheysuli all the way through and thought they were good, but again, I read them very young. They might not be up to snuff for an adult audience.
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Date: 2008-02-04 05:35 am (UTC)Re: Rochester. I like him. A lot. He is a flawed, damaged man madly in love and in an untenable situation. Would I want to be Jane in real life? Nope, but in fiction I adore him. And, confession time: in his place I would have done the same.
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Date: 2008-02-04 05:44 am (UTC)I'm just disturbed by the people who think she should have given in to him. I mean, wtf? It became obvious pretty quickly that he wasn't interested in loving her, but in conquering her.
I think the thing with Rochester that I can't get past is that he was willing to make Jane's life a lie, knowing full well that, if they were married and the truth came out, she would be destroyed in every way possible. It makes his love too selfish for me.