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adventurous
emotional
lighthearted
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
hopeful
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
At one point, I thought I was going to rate this two stars. I’m still confused about my own feelings.
“He could die for such a friend, he would allow such a friend to die for him; they would make any sacrifice for each other, and count the world nothing, neither death nor distance nor crossness could part them, because ‘this is my friend.’”
“‘I should have gone through life half awake if you’d had the decency to leave me alone.’”
A line I will never stop thinking about: “‘You’re the eighth friend of Clive I’ve talked to in this way this morning.’” Oh, the AUDACITY.
“‘I’m an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort.’”
“After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven?”
“Love had failed. Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. It could not do things.”
“He could die for such a friend, he would allow such a friend to die for him; they would make any sacrifice for each other, and count the world nothing, neither death nor distance nor crossness could part them, because ‘this is my friend.’”
“‘I should have gone through life half awake if you’d had the decency to leave me alone.’”
A line I will never stop thinking about: “‘You’re the eighth friend of Clive I’ve talked to in this way this morning.’” Oh, the AUDACITY.
“‘I’m an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort.’”
“After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven?”
“Love had failed. Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. It could not do things.”
emotional
reflective
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
It’s aight. Wished it was more graphic but yet this was made in the early 1900s so I can’t complain
Wished it was more graphic
adventurous
challenging
emotional
reflective
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
challenging
emotional
hopeful
reflective
sad
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
reflective
slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
emotional
reflective
This is such a tender, soft-hearted queer story. Bittersweet in its hopefulness. I'm not sure how to explain it, but just, — it’s an explictly gay book with a happy ending, written in the 1910s, by a gay author who was, understandably so, too afraid to ever have it published in his lifetime — and that fact really hits you right in the chest. Especially with its dedication “To a happier year" and the terminal note added in 1960, Where E.M. Forster expresses how important it was to him that this story has a happy ending. But also, in this note he seems resigned to the idea that homosexuality will never be accepted, which stuck out to me because despite that seemingly heavy hearted resignation he still wrote this book. And he revised it several times over the years. By all accounts it appears he did want it published eventually. And I think that really encompasses this quiet hope and determined resistence that has gotten us as far as it has. That despite, despite, despite this book is here. People read it, people connect with it, people love it. Maurice and Alec still roam the greenwood.
Graphic: Homophobia, Classism