You have to prepare yourself if you're going to read this one. I'm going to spoil everything for you and tell you that yes, it is a tragedy, and no, it doesn't end well (which is, I suppose, the definition of tragedy . . . ). But somehow knowing that at the outset helped me, because I just had to keep reading to find out what would happen and how much worse it could get. I could hardly put it down--and I'm afraid I ended up absolutely loving it! And of course being completely frustrated with half the characters . . . I could actually sympathize with my husband's complaints of the lack of communication skills in my British movies. I don't think I'll be showing him this one.
Like Dickens, I can see why Hardy felt compelled to write about the social ills of his day. And like Dickens, I have to admit that Thomas Hardy is a wonderful author. He gets into the minds of the characters so thoroughly--the hardest thing for me was that he kept saying, "Had he said such-and-such, she never would have etc. etc. etc." All the more tragic! I admit that I wept for Tess more than once (and once at the gym--why do I always hit the sad parts while I'm exercising?). Although this book was originally met with outrage, I thought it taught a very poignant lesson about purity, chastity, and respect for women--one that at the time was much-needed and is probably needed even more today.
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