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A review by leefee
Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence
1.0
This is my first book in an enormous amount of time which I have been unable to finish. I am 80 pages in, and, I'm sorry, but I hate myself for even starting it and wasting precious, perfect days on the beach struggling to understand why this book was banned and why it is considered a classic.
Though risking to be considered uncultured by some, I have to say that this book is, beyond everything, BORING! I mean, I can understand that it is written in a certain way (I will get to that later), and it is written in a certain time period, and I can accept that not all literature is epic and not all characters are active, deep and awesome, but WTF. All the characters encountered so far are just damaged goods, boring as hell and are drowned in an endless philosophical repetition that ends up seeming rather patronizing. Look, I get the whole desperation for fame and absolute wretchedness of the faux-intellectual's life, but if I hear the phrase "prostitution to the bitch-goddess" one more time, I will punch through the wall. I hate it when a book has certain fixed ideas which it insists on ramming in a reader's mind. I am not an idiot, I can figure it out without having to read a whole frigging description about some character's obscure pathetic obsession every single chapter!
Next, the main lead. Oh my god, does she bore me! I wanted to read about a female who is assertive, powerful and sexually independent, but I only found a frustrated, empty, shallow woman who, although has the mental capacity to produce intelligent thoughts, lacks the balls to express them (unless it is through her crippled husband's literature) and lacks any willpower to take charge of her own life. Also, I'm sorry, but to me, the fact that she falls for these weak, damaged men who are repeatedly described as being soft, vulnerable and trembling as children (this appeals to me NOT!) is not my thing.
I will not waste time explaining how much I dislike the men in this book. Weaklings all of them, with issues that are not explained (so far, at least, and I am 80 pages of nothing happening in the book for fuck's sake), who are made to be pathetic to the extreme. One was crippled by war and has a crappy personality, thinking himself above all due solely to his class. Michaelis, who I suppose is the first lover, has a very disturbing way of seeing sex. I prefer to read about the medieval view of sex, to be honest. They are both misogynistic, but at least the medieval version is exciting in a darker way. The "why can't women simply reach their crisis (shitty word for orgasm) at the same time as men and be done with it" uttered by a child-like creature who has the endurance of a wet tissue is really not an awesome thing to read. And I know that that was the point, that not all characters can be idealized, I know. But it makes for such a poor read, and where I got stuck in the book, there was no end to the wining and the moaning and the bitching in sight. The last man I got to, the gamekeeper, seemed okay to begin with, but was once again trapped in the repetitive description of a pale, skinny boy, with issues, who is forever alone in the forest. Enough! And I suppose the chick (whose obsessive concern the last time I read about her was her weight loss and absolute emotional emptiness) eventually gets pregnant and something scandalous ensues.
Lastly, why the hell was this book banned? Why? I read more licentious and perverted stuff as an adolescent. How prudish can society be? Also, I wanted to read it for the dirty language and the "oh my!" effect, but I was utterly unsatisfied and bored. I would think that people should get angry because of the obsessive repetition of words, the bizarre punctuation choices and the fucked up words that seem to come up in the wrong places just for the hell of imitating verbal communication.
I am very curious to read other reviews and, please, if you happened to like this book, do not attack me. I can agree that this book is simply not for me, it does not match with my reading preferences, and perhaps it gets better (I need to give it the benefit of the doubt, since I did not finish it). Also, feel free to comment if you disagree or agree with anything I said.
Merged review:
This is my first book in an enormous amount of time which I have been unable to finish. I am 80 pages in, and, I'm sorry, but I hate myself for even starting it and wasting precious, perfect days on the beach struggling to understand why this book was banned and why it is considered a classic.
Though risking to be considered uncultured by some, I have to say that this book is, beyond everything, BORING! I mean, I can understand that it is written in a certain way (I will get to that later), and it is written in a certain time period, and I can accept that not all literature is epic and not all characters are active, deep and awesome, but WTF. All the characters encountered so far are just damaged goods, boring as hell and are drowned in an endless philosophical repetition that ends up seeming rather patronizing. Look, I get the whole desperation for fame and absolute wretchedness of the faux-intellectual's life, but if I hear the phrase "prostitution to the bitch-goddess" one more time, I will punch through the wall. I hate it when a book has certain fixed ideas which it insists on ramming in a reader's mind. I am not an idiot, I can figure it out without having to read a whole frigging description about some character's obscure pathetic obsession every single chapter!
Next, the main lead. Oh my god, does she bore me! I wanted to read about a female who is assertive, powerful and sexually independent, but I only found a frustrated, empty, shallow woman who, although has the mental capacity to produce intelligent thoughts, lacks the balls to express them (unless it is through her crippled husband's literature) and lacks any willpower to take charge of her own life. Also, I'm sorry, but to me, the fact that she falls for these weak, damaged men who are repeatedly described as being soft, vulnerable and trembling as children (this appeals to me NOT!) is not my thing.
I will not waste time explaining how much I dislike the men in this book. Weaklings all of them, with issues that are not explained (so far, at least, and I am 80 pages of nothing happening in the book for fuck's sake), who are made to be pathetic to the extreme. One was crippled by war and has a crappy personality, thinking himself above all due solely to his class. Michaelis, who I suppose is the first lover, has a very disturbing way of seeing sex. I prefer to read about the medieval view of sex, to be honest. They are both misogynistic, but at least the medieval version is exciting in a darker way. The "why can't women simply reach their crisis (shitty word for orgasm) at the same time as men and be done with it" uttered by a child-like creature who has the endurance of a wet tissue is really not an awesome thing to read. And I know that that was the point, that not all characters can be idealized, I know. But it makes for such a poor read, and where I got stuck in the book, there was no end to the wining and the moaning and the bitching in sight. The last man I got to, the gamekeeper, seemed okay to begin with, but was once again trapped in the repetitive description of a pale, skinny boy, with issues, who is forever alone in the forest. Enough! And I suppose the chick (whose obsessive concern the last time I read about her was her weight loss and absolute emotional emptiness) eventually gets pregnant and something scandalous ensues.
Lastly, why the hell was this book banned? Why? I read more licentious and perverted stuff as an adolescent. How prudish can society be? Also, I wanted to read it for the dirty language and the "oh my!" effect, but I was utterly unsatisfied and bored. I would think that people should get angry because of the obsessive repetition of words, the bizarre punctuation choices and the fucked up words that seem to come up in the wrong places just for the hell of imitating verbal communication.
I am very curious to read other reviews and, please, if you happened to like this book, do not attack me. I can agree that this book is simply not for me, it does not match with my reading preferences, and perhaps it gets better (I need to give it the benefit of the doubt, since I did not finish it). Also, feel free to comment if you disagree or agree with anything I said.
Merged review:
This is my first book in an enormous amount of time which I have been unable to finish. I am 80 pages in, and, I'm sorry, but I hate myself for even starting it and wasting precious, perfect days on the beach struggling to understand why this book was banned and why it is considered a classic.
Though risking to be considered uncultured by some, I have to say that this book is, beyond everything, BORING! I mean, I can understand that it is written in a certain way (I will get to that later), and it is written in a certain time period, and I can accept that not all literature is epic and not all characters are active, deep and awesome, but WTF. All the characters encountered so far are just damaged goods, boring as hell and are drowned in an endless philosophical repetition that ends up seeming rather patronizing. Look, I get the whole desperation for fame and absolute wretchedness of the faux-intellectual's life, but if I hear the phrase "prostitution to the bitch-goddess" one more time, I will punch through the wall. I hate it when a book has certain fixed ideas which it insists on ramming in a reader's mind. I am not an idiot, I can figure it out without having to read a whole frigging description about some character's obscure pathetic obsession every single chapter!
Next, the main lead. Oh my god, does she bore me! I wanted to read about a female who is assertive, powerful and sexually independent, but I only found a frustrated, empty, shallow woman who, although has the mental capacity to produce intelligent thoughts, lacks the balls to express them (unless it is through her crippled husband's literature) and lacks any willpower to take charge of her own life. Also, I'm sorry, but to me, the fact that she falls for these weak, damaged men who are repeatedly described as being soft, vulnerable and trembling as children (this appeals to me NOT!) is not my thing.
I will not waste time explaining how much I dislike the men in this book. Weaklings all of them, with issues that are not explained (so far, at least, and I am 80 pages of nothing happening in the book for fuck's sake), who are made to be pathetic to the extreme. One was crippled by war and has a crappy personality, thinking himself above all due solely to his class. Michaelis, who I suppose is the first lover, has a very disturbing way of seeing sex. I prefer to read about the medieval view of sex, to be honest. They are both misogynistic, but at least the medieval version is exciting in a darker way. The "why can't women simply reach their crisis (shitty word for orgasm) at the same time as men and be done with it" uttered by a child-like creature who has the endurance of a wet tissue is really not an awesome thing to read. And I know that that was the point, that not all characters can be idealized, I know. But it makes for such a poor read, and where I got stuck in the book, there was no end to the wining and the moaning and the bitching in sight. The last man I got to, the gamekeeper, seemed okay to begin with, but was once again trapped in the repetitive description of a pale, skinny boy, with issues, who is forever alone in the forest. Enough! And I suppose the chick (whose obsessive concern the last time I read about her was her weight loss and absolute emotional emptiness) eventually gets pregnant and something scandalous ensues.
Lastly, why the hell was this book banned? Why? I read more licentious and perverted stuff as an adolescent. How prudish can society be? Also, I wanted to read it for the dirty language and the "oh my!" effect, but I was utterly unsatisfied and bored. I would think that people should get angry because of the obsessive repetition of words, the bizarre punctuation choices and the fucked up words that seem to come up in the wrong places just for the hell of imitating verbal communication.
I am very curious to read other reviews and, please, if you happened to like this book, do not attack me. I can agree that this book is simply not for me, it does not match with my reading preferences, and perhaps it gets better (I need to give it the benefit of the doubt, since I did not finish it). Also, feel free to comment if you disagree or agree with anything I said.
Though risking to be considered uncultured by some, I have to say that this book is, beyond everything, BORING! I mean, I can understand that it is written in a certain way (I will get to that later), and it is written in a certain time period, and I can accept that not all literature is epic and not all characters are active, deep and awesome, but WTF. All the characters encountered so far are just damaged goods, boring as hell and are drowned in an endless philosophical repetition that ends up seeming rather patronizing. Look, I get the whole desperation for fame and absolute wretchedness of the faux-intellectual's life, but if I hear the phrase "prostitution to the bitch-goddess" one more time, I will punch through the wall. I hate it when a book has certain fixed ideas which it insists on ramming in a reader's mind. I am not an idiot, I can figure it out without having to read a whole frigging description about some character's obscure pathetic obsession every single chapter!
Next, the main lead. Oh my god, does she bore me! I wanted to read about a female who is assertive, powerful and sexually independent, but I only found a frustrated, empty, shallow woman who, although has the mental capacity to produce intelligent thoughts, lacks the balls to express them (unless it is through her crippled husband's literature) and lacks any willpower to take charge of her own life. Also, I'm sorry, but to me, the fact that she falls for these weak, damaged men who are repeatedly described as being soft, vulnerable and trembling as children (this appeals to me NOT!) is not my thing.
I will not waste time explaining how much I dislike the men in this book. Weaklings all of them, with issues that are not explained (so far, at least, and I am 80 pages of nothing happening in the book for fuck's sake), who are made to be pathetic to the extreme. One was crippled by war and has a crappy personality, thinking himself above all due solely to his class. Michaelis, who I suppose is the first lover, has a very disturbing way of seeing sex. I prefer to read about the medieval view of sex, to be honest. They are both misogynistic, but at least the medieval version is exciting in a darker way. The "why can't women simply reach their crisis (shitty word for orgasm) at the same time as men and be done with it" uttered by a child-like creature who has the endurance of a wet tissue is really not an awesome thing to read. And I know that that was the point, that not all characters can be idealized, I know. But it makes for such a poor read, and where I got stuck in the book, there was no end to the wining and the moaning and the bitching in sight. The last man I got to, the gamekeeper, seemed okay to begin with, but was once again trapped in the repetitive description of a pale, skinny boy, with issues, who is forever alone in the forest. Enough! And I suppose the chick (whose obsessive concern the last time I read about her was her weight loss and absolute emotional emptiness) eventually gets pregnant and something scandalous ensues.
Lastly, why the hell was this book banned? Why? I read more licentious and perverted stuff as an adolescent. How prudish can society be? Also, I wanted to read it for the dirty language and the "oh my!" effect, but I was utterly unsatisfied and bored. I would think that people should get angry because of the obsessive repetition of words, the bizarre punctuation choices and the fucked up words that seem to come up in the wrong places just for the hell of imitating verbal communication.
I am very curious to read other reviews and, please, if you happened to like this book, do not attack me. I can agree that this book is simply not for me, it does not match with my reading preferences, and perhaps it gets better (I need to give it the benefit of the doubt, since I did not finish it). Also, feel free to comment if you disagree or agree with anything I said.
Merged review:
This is my first book in an enormous amount of time which I have been unable to finish. I am 80 pages in, and, I'm sorry, but I hate myself for even starting it and wasting precious, perfect days on the beach struggling to understand why this book was banned and why it is considered a classic.
Though risking to be considered uncultured by some, I have to say that this book is, beyond everything, BORING! I mean, I can understand that it is written in a certain way (I will get to that later), and it is written in a certain time period, and I can accept that not all literature is epic and not all characters are active, deep and awesome, but WTF. All the characters encountered so far are just damaged goods, boring as hell and are drowned in an endless philosophical repetition that ends up seeming rather patronizing. Look, I get the whole desperation for fame and absolute wretchedness of the faux-intellectual's life, but if I hear the phrase "prostitution to the bitch-goddess" one more time, I will punch through the wall. I hate it when a book has certain fixed ideas which it insists on ramming in a reader's mind. I am not an idiot, I can figure it out without having to read a whole frigging description about some character's obscure pathetic obsession every single chapter!
Next, the main lead. Oh my god, does she bore me! I wanted to read about a female who is assertive, powerful and sexually independent, but I only found a frustrated, empty, shallow woman who, although has the mental capacity to produce intelligent thoughts, lacks the balls to express them (unless it is through her crippled husband's literature) and lacks any willpower to take charge of her own life. Also, I'm sorry, but to me, the fact that she falls for these weak, damaged men who are repeatedly described as being soft, vulnerable and trembling as children (this appeals to me NOT!) is not my thing.
I will not waste time explaining how much I dislike the men in this book. Weaklings all of them, with issues that are not explained (so far, at least, and I am 80 pages of nothing happening in the book for fuck's sake), who are made to be pathetic to the extreme. One was crippled by war and has a crappy personality, thinking himself above all due solely to his class. Michaelis, who I suppose is the first lover, has a very disturbing way of seeing sex. I prefer to read about the medieval view of sex, to be honest. They are both misogynistic, but at least the medieval version is exciting in a darker way. The "why can't women simply reach their crisis (shitty word for orgasm) at the same time as men and be done with it" uttered by a child-like creature who has the endurance of a wet tissue is really not an awesome thing to read. And I know that that was the point, that not all characters can be idealized, I know. But it makes for such a poor read, and where I got stuck in the book, there was no end to the wining and the moaning and the bitching in sight. The last man I got to, the gamekeeper, seemed okay to begin with, but was once again trapped in the repetitive description of a pale, skinny boy, with issues, who is forever alone in the forest. Enough! And I suppose the chick (whose obsessive concern the last time I read about her was her weight loss and absolute emotional emptiness) eventually gets pregnant and something scandalous ensues.
Lastly, why the hell was this book banned? Why? I read more licentious and perverted stuff as an adolescent. How prudish can society be? Also, I wanted to read it for the dirty language and the "oh my!" effect, but I was utterly unsatisfied and bored. I would think that people should get angry because of the obsessive repetition of words, the bizarre punctuation choices and the fucked up words that seem to come up in the wrong places just for the hell of imitating verbal communication.
I am very curious to read other reviews and, please, if you happened to like this book, do not attack me. I can agree that this book is simply not for me, it does not match with my reading preferences, and perhaps it gets better (I need to give it the benefit of the doubt, since I did not finish it). Also, feel free to comment if you disagree or agree with anything I said.
Merged review:
This is my first book in an enormous amount of time which I have been unable to finish. I am 80 pages in, and, I'm sorry, but I hate myself for even starting it and wasting precious, perfect days on the beach struggling to understand why this book was banned and why it is considered a classic.
Though risking to be considered uncultured by some, I have to say that this book is, beyond everything, BORING! I mean, I can understand that it is written in a certain way (I will get to that later), and it is written in a certain time period, and I can accept that not all literature is epic and not all characters are active, deep and awesome, but WTF. All the characters encountered so far are just damaged goods, boring as hell and are drowned in an endless philosophical repetition that ends up seeming rather patronizing. Look, I get the whole desperation for fame and absolute wretchedness of the faux-intellectual's life, but if I hear the phrase "prostitution to the bitch-goddess" one more time, I will punch through the wall. I hate it when a book has certain fixed ideas which it insists on ramming in a reader's mind. I am not an idiot, I can figure it out without having to read a whole frigging description about some character's obscure pathetic obsession every single chapter!
Next, the main lead. Oh my god, does she bore me! I wanted to read about a female who is assertive, powerful and sexually independent, but I only found a frustrated, empty, shallow woman who, although has the mental capacity to produce intelligent thoughts, lacks the balls to express them (unless it is through her crippled husband's literature) and lacks any willpower to take charge of her own life. Also, I'm sorry, but to me, the fact that she falls for these weak, damaged men who are repeatedly described as being soft, vulnerable and trembling as children (this appeals to me NOT!) is not my thing.
I will not waste time explaining how much I dislike the men in this book. Weaklings all of them, with issues that are not explained (so far, at least, and I am 80 pages of nothing happening in the book for fuck's sake), who are made to be pathetic to the extreme. One was crippled by war and has a crappy personality, thinking himself above all due solely to his class. Michaelis, who I suppose is the first lover, has a very disturbing way of seeing sex. I prefer to read about the medieval view of sex, to be honest. They are both misogynistic, but at least the medieval version is exciting in a darker way. The "why can't women simply reach their crisis (shitty word for orgasm) at the same time as men and be done with it" uttered by a child-like creature who has the endurance of a wet tissue is really not an awesome thing to read. And I know that that was the point, that not all characters can be idealized, I know. But it makes for such a poor read, and where I got stuck in the book, there was no end to the wining and the moaning and the bitching in sight. The last man I got to, the gamekeeper, seemed okay to begin with, but was once again trapped in the repetitive description of a pale, skinny boy, with issues, who is forever alone in the forest. Enough! And I suppose the chick (whose obsessive concern the last time I read about her was her weight loss and absolute emotional emptiness) eventually gets pregnant and something scandalous ensues.
Lastly, why the hell was this book banned? Why? I read more licentious and perverted stuff as an adolescent. How prudish can society be? Also, I wanted to read it for the dirty language and the "oh my!" effect, but I was utterly unsatisfied and bored. I would think that people should get angry because of the obsessive repetition of words, the bizarre punctuation choices and the fucked up words that seem to come up in the wrong places just for the hell of imitating verbal communication.
I am very curious to read other reviews and, please, if you happened to like this book, do not attack me. I can agree that this book is simply not for me, it does not match with my reading preferences, and perhaps it gets better (I need to give it the benefit of the doubt, since I did not finish it). Also, feel free to comment if you disagree or agree with anything I said.