Lord, give me patience, and give it to me RIGHT NOW. At least long enough to finish this STUPID book.
At least Pride and Prejudice had the always-amusing Mr. Bennett to help me along. Persuasion has...a Mary Sue. A really DUMB Mary Sue. And a lot of twittering girls, and at least two, possibly three men who are or will soon be related called "Charles," and a REALLY STUPID PLOT. Stupid like the "heroine," Anne, brushes off her boyfriend because he's of a lower social class, and when he comes back eight years later, all rich and suddenly a good, marriageable prospect, and yet has the gall to be interested in Anne's sister-in-law, she gets all whiny about it. But not in an actual whiny way, just a, "Oh! Could he possibly still love me? He looked at me when I was in the room with him for a moment! He must! Except I can't possibly approach him and ASK HIM because I am far too reserved and shy and I know my place in society!" kind of whiny, the kind that's so utterly perfect and self-sacrificing and sweet, to the point of inducing complete dental rot, that you just want to slap her.
I have never hated a character I'm supposed to like as much as I hate Anne. She's so consistently sweet and calm and good and I just want to kill her. Dude, she has to "pause a moment to recover from the emotion" of hearing the ex-boyfriend call her "proper" and "capable." OH MY GOD, HE CALLED ME CAPABLE! BE STILL, MY BEATING HEART!
And all the other characters are so obviously meant to be foils for Anne's innocence and light act, which is irritating in the most Mary Sue-ish of ways. At least Louisa seems to have a little PERSONALITY here and there, but she is ALWAYS compared to Anne, and Anne is of course perfect and wonderful and can do no wrong. Ever. Then Louisa gets knocked out and is laid up in bed for a while, thus taking any semblance of life the book might have had far, far away.
I still have eighty pages of this crap to slog through. Eighty more pages of simpering females, dull-as-dishwater men, little insinuations that Anne is the best thing since sliced bread, and OH MY GOD, I HATE THIS BOOK WITH THE PASSION OF A THOUSAND FIERY, BURNING SUNS.
At least Pride and Prejudice had the always-amusing Mr. Bennett to help me along. Persuasion has...a Mary Sue. A really DUMB Mary Sue. And a lot of twittering girls, and at least two, possibly three men who are or will soon be related called "Charles," and a REALLY STUPID PLOT. Stupid like the "heroine," Anne, brushes off her boyfriend because he's of a lower social class, and when he comes back eight years later, all rich and suddenly a good, marriageable prospect, and yet has the gall to be interested in Anne's sister-in-law, she gets all whiny about it. But not in an actual whiny way, just a, "Oh! Could he possibly still love me? He looked at me when I was in the room with him for a moment! He must! Except I can't possibly approach him and ASK HIM because I am far too reserved and shy and I know my place in society!" kind of whiny, the kind that's so utterly perfect and self-sacrificing and sweet, to the point of inducing complete dental rot, that you just want to slap her.
I have never hated a character I'm supposed to like as much as I hate Anne. She's so consistently sweet and calm and good and I just want to kill her. Dude, she has to "pause a moment to recover from the emotion" of hearing the ex-boyfriend call her "proper" and "capable." OH MY GOD, HE CALLED ME CAPABLE! BE STILL, MY BEATING HEART!
And all the other characters are so obviously meant to be foils for Anne's innocence and light act, which is irritating in the most Mary Sue-ish of ways. At least Louisa seems to have a little PERSONALITY here and there, but she is ALWAYS compared to Anne, and Anne is of course perfect and wonderful and can do no wrong. Ever. Then Louisa gets knocked out and is laid up in bed for a while, thus taking any semblance of life the book might have had far, far away.
I still have eighty pages of this crap to slog through. Eighty more pages of simpering females, dull-as-dishwater men, little insinuations that Anne is the best thing since sliced bread, and OH MY GOD, I HATE THIS BOOK WITH THE PASSION OF A THOUSAND FIERY, BURNING SUNS.
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