Quick disclaimer before we get into this: it is going to get weird. It is going to get next-level weird, my friends. Lock up your sense of morality. Leave normality behind. Embrace the weird (and the not so wonderful) story of Jean-Baptiste Grenouille in Perfume: the story of a murderer, because the only thing you … Continue reading Love is a Lie, by Patrick Süskind
As a fourteen year old reading The Picture of Dorian Gray for the first time, I think it’s safe to say that a lot of the veiled references to bedroom-eyes went over my head. Don't get me wrong, I knew Dorian was having an almost inhuman amount of sex and not a lot of it … Continue reading How to be beautiful, by Oscar Wilde
So if you think the name Anne Brontë sounds weirdly familiar, but you're pretty sure her name was Emily or Charlotte, trust me when I say you're by no means the first person to say "hang about... there was a third Brontë sister? O.o" Anne isn't that widely read nowadays because of the novel’s advocation of Christian values, particularly in comparison to her sister Emily's racy novel Wuthering Heights, or as I like to subtitle it 'Set Fire to the Rain'. Anne's novel is nowhere near as dramatic; pathetic fallacy doesn't do all the talking for characters, no one claims that their souls were made of the same stuff, and there aren't any fires, in other words The Tenant of Wildfell Hall is more relatable.