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A review by rhodered
A Rural Affair by Catherine Alliott
2.0
It lurched to and fro from very good to fairly bad. For the first half or so, I thought, I'm reading a rather good book. A book in which an unexpected widow goes through a series of emotions, from calm to depression to exhilaration ... with a solid group of interesting female friends at her side, each standing in for a different aspect of woman: the angry separated wife, the fed up wife of a charming man-child, the wise older widow.
It all felt like a bit of an interesting think piece of being a woman, and if being in a couple was worthwhile for everyone. She gains perspective on relationships and herself.
But then, rather abruptly, the main character begins to act like a complete idiot. Generally in public, while often drinking far too much. It's shades of Bridget Jones Diary.
The book does return to its original themes occasionally after that. The heroine swings back and forth between a thoughtful, adult woman examining her life and the world of womanhood and relationships to a irresponsible drunk flibberdygibbet. Her girlfriends each are then made to look or act foolishly as well, each in her own way.
And then, abruptly and without warning, the book comes to an end. I won't spoil it, but I will say the ending is not really forecast by anything prior, nor based on anything our heroine has learned as a person during her evolution, and thus makes no sense.
It, in fact, is the ending of the flibberdygibbet's book and does not belong to the adult woman.
It all felt like a bit of an interesting think piece of being a woman, and if being in a couple was worthwhile for everyone. She gains perspective on relationships and herself.
But then, rather abruptly, the main character begins to act like a complete idiot. Generally in public, while often drinking far too much. It's shades of Bridget Jones Diary.
The book does return to its original themes occasionally after that. The heroine swings back and forth between a thoughtful, adult woman examining her life and the world of womanhood and relationships to a irresponsible drunk flibberdygibbet. Her girlfriends each are then made to look or act foolishly as well, each in her own way.
And then, abruptly and without warning, the book comes to an end. I won't spoil it, but I will say the ending is not really forecast by anything prior, nor based on anything our heroine has learned as a person during her evolution, and thus makes no sense.
It, in fact, is the ending of the flibberdygibbet's book and does not belong to the adult woman.