A review by mellkayy
Middlemarch by George Eliot

I feel extremely accomplished to say that I’ve now read Middlemarch! I really enjoyed this Victorian novel, and I’ve been binge watching Victorian literature recommendations on Booktube because I am so in the mood to read more Victorian classics.
Middlemarch follows a vast cast of characters in a fictional 19th century town called Middlemarch, and the 800+ pages we get to spend with the characters somehow doesn’t feel like enough.
The characters in Middlemarch feel so human. No character is without their flaws, but this (for the most part) makes them such a joy to read about. Dorothea Brooke and Mary Garth are now two of my favourite literary heroines, and I absolutely adored Will Ladislaw.
I didn’t enjoy this as much as I expected. There were some slower sections throughout this book, which usually isn’t a problem for me, but I felt myself really struggling to get through parts of this book. A comment I’ve seen a lot of people make is that the political aspects of this novel aren’t for them, and I agree. That isn’t a fault of the book, however, it’s just how I am as a reader. Middlemarch isn’t a new favourite classic as I hoped it would be, but I still thoroughly enjoyed it, highly recommend it, and I am extremely sad to be leaving the town of Middlemarch.