A tale of woeful reminiscence, Charles looks back on his
association with the Aristocratic Marchmain family, and appears hollow as he
reflects on how one by one he lost them.
I loved this book, it was fantastic. The way that the sheer
emptiness and helplessness is related through the narrator. I loved the way
that the time period it was set in echoed through its pages.
I felt true sympathy for Charles as he lost first Sebastian
to Alcohol and then Julia to the same religion her mother had. A religion which
in several different ways had poisoned the relationships Lady Marchmain had
with all those she loved.
I thought it was interesting how well it was explained, or
perhaps demonstrated, the destructive effect that faith can have.
In fact I’m not sure there was anything I disliked in this
book, the worst I can say about it is that the story saddened me, but therein
lies it’s strength.
Rowen
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