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Brilliant. Makes me want to see how they managed the movie, given the interiority of the narrative.
dark
funny
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:
Yes
I had a review prepared for this along the lines of how great teachers can have an impact on your life, but the story took an interesting turn towards the end so my review was rendered useless.
I loved reading about Miss Brodie and her students (was surprised at how invested I was). The writing is a 10/10.
I loved reading about Miss Brodie and her students (was surprised at how invested I was). The writing is a 10/10.
Thought it was very entertaining in its insights into Miss Brodie and her set but I probably need to analyse more to understand why it is so beloved.
This is part of trying to read books by Scottish authors. This book was fascinating...I loved the descriptions of Edinburgh, the colorful cast of characters, and the interesting turns the story took...
3/5
Sinceramente me acuerdo muy poco de este libro, pero de lo que me acuerdo es que tiene conceptos muy interesantes, chance necesito releerlo con más cuidado y marcando cosas.
Pero la idea de que una persona marque a tantas personas es bonito, como una idea sembrada crece de diferentes maneras y que todo depende de la persona y como lo interpreta.
Sinceramente me acuerdo muy poco de este libro, pero de lo que me acuerdo es que tiene conceptos muy interesantes, chance necesito releerlo con más cuidado y marcando cosas.
Pero la idea de que una persona marque a tantas personas es bonito, como una idea sembrada crece de diferentes maneras y que todo depende de la persona y como lo interpreta.
It's odd that I've never read this since I own both the movie with Maggie Smith and the 1978 miniseries with Geraldine McEwan (Maggie was good, Geraldine was perfect). They are quite different, so I was curious to see which followed the book closest, the answer is, neither does, particularly. They both used some things, left out some things, changed some things and made up new things. The book is sort of strange, it's chilly, I guess you could say. I felt kept at arm's length and never really allowed to fall into the story, even though I was already familiar with it. There are also some little artsy touches that annoyed me, such as referring to one girl's "little piggy eyes" almost every time she is mentioned, or telling you how a character dies as she is introduced then repeating it over and over.."Mary, who died in a fire"... Jean Brodie is certainly a great character, but I think she plays better on the screen than the page.
The boys, as they talked to the girls from Marcia Blaine School, stood on the far side of their bicycles holding the handlebars, which established a protective fence of bicycle between the sexes, and the impression that at any moment the boys were likely to be away.
And who were the young lads talking to? None other than the hand-selected members of the Brodie Set--six young women under the tutelage and painstaking care of Jean Brodie, a woman in her prime. The girls are quite distinct: At that time they had been immediately recognisable as Miss Brodie's pupils, being vastly informed on a lot of subjects irrelevant to the authorised curriculum, and useless to the school as a school. And that's all due to their unconventional teacher, Miss Jean Brodie.
Brodie, an unmarried and rather unconventional (much to the alarm of her fellows) school teacher, lives for the selection and upbringing of her Set: female pupils beneath her sheltering and educating wings. Though this might sound a bit like the enlightening and heart-warming story that takes place during say, Dead Poets' Society, that's where the similarities end. With ever-present but tongue-in-cheek dry wit, Muriel Spark paints the picture of Jean Brodie, who insists upon cultivating these young women by reinforcing her own ideas and lifestyle choices upon them--to the point where her own interest trips the lines of obsession and perhaps even brainwashing.
This book took me by surprise if I'm being honest. Muriel Spark's sense of humour and candidness caught me by the first page and the description of the defensive posturing of the boys, talking to girls. I'll admit firsthand I really enjoy Brit humour--and Muriel Spark had plenty of it to spare, particularly when it came to the description of each member of her set. She takes no pain in painting them in broad strokes, ones that she drives home again and again.
"You did well," said Miss Brodie to the class, when Miss Mackay had gone, "not to answer the question put to you. It is well, when in difficulties, to say never a word, neither black nor white. Speech is silver but silence is golden. Mary, are you listening? What was I saying?"
Mary Macgregor, lumpy, with merely two eyes, a nose and a mouth like a snowman, who was later famous for being stupid and always to blame, and who, at the age of twenty-three, lost her life in a fire, ventured, "Golden."
This is a short but golden wee story, enjoyable and light on the surface but also leaving some good messages in its wake about the impressionability of the young, and why perhaps it is best not to use them for your own vicarious lifestyle goals.
And who were the young lads talking to? None other than the hand-selected members of the Brodie Set--six young women under the tutelage and painstaking care of Jean Brodie, a woman in her prime. The girls are quite distinct: At that time they had been immediately recognisable as Miss Brodie's pupils, being vastly informed on a lot of subjects irrelevant to the authorised curriculum, and useless to the school as a school. And that's all due to their unconventional teacher, Miss Jean Brodie.
Brodie, an unmarried and rather unconventional (much to the alarm of her fellows) school teacher, lives for the selection and upbringing of her Set: female pupils beneath her sheltering and educating wings. Though this might sound a bit like the enlightening and heart-warming story that takes place during say, Dead Poets' Society, that's where the similarities end. With ever-present but tongue-in-cheek dry wit, Muriel Spark paints the picture of Jean Brodie, who insists upon cultivating these young women by reinforcing her own ideas and lifestyle choices upon them--to the point where her own interest trips the lines of obsession and perhaps even brainwashing.
This book took me by surprise if I'm being honest. Muriel Spark's sense of humour and candidness caught me by the first page and the description of the defensive posturing of the boys, talking to girls. I'll admit firsthand I really enjoy Brit humour--and Muriel Spark had plenty of it to spare, particularly when it came to the description of each member of her set. She takes no pain in painting them in broad strokes, ones that she drives home again and again.
"You did well," said Miss Brodie to the class, when Miss Mackay had gone, "not to answer the question put to you. It is well, when in difficulties, to say never a word, neither black nor white. Speech is silver but silence is golden. Mary, are you listening? What was I saying?"
Mary Macgregor, lumpy, with merely two eyes, a nose and a mouth like a snowman, who was later famous for being stupid and always to blame, and who, at the age of twenty-three, lost her life in a fire, ventured, "Golden."
This is a short but golden wee story, enjoyable and light on the surface but also leaving some good messages in its wake about the impressionability of the young, and why perhaps it is best not to use them for your own vicarious lifestyle goals.
dark
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
challenging
funny
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
No