A review by hmcgivney
The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe

2.0

This has been a test of my perseverance, though the triumph is more that I kept reading at all. If I don't like a book club book, I just quit (Yes, I'm talking about you "Madame Bovary"). Suffice it to say, the euphoria of Emily and Valencourt's reunion at the end was somewhat lost on me. No wonder Jane Austen didn't do much with the romantic declarations with this as a model....

My mental drinking game expanded to include all forms of the words "melancholy," "solemn," and "sublime." And I pretty much was banging my head against the table whenever Emily made a stupid decision, which was often.