I want to start by expressing my gratitude to the 49 people who liked my non-existent review! I will now make an effort to rewrite my previous review, and this time, I'll remember to back it up!
Recently, I read Bag of Bones by Stephen King, which I adored. It inspired me to move Rebecca to the top of my reading list. If I had read Rebecca first, I would have recognized Stephen King's references to it with a smile. As it was, I read Daphne du Maurier's story with Bag of Bones as my reference point, and I think it worked just as well.
This novel is beautifully written. Often, when I read, I jot down sentences that I find particularly lovely or poignant. However, with this book, I didn't even attempt that because I would have ended up copying the entire thing. The opening line, 'Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again', is brilliant. It appears several times in Bag of Bones, and the main character, Mike Noonan, observes, \\"If there is any more beautiful and haunting first line in English fiction, I've never read it.\\" I'm inclined to agree with him. The entire first chapter, which describes the dream of Manderley, hooked me immediately. I was eager to know what Manderley was like or had been like, especially since the narrator remarks, 'We would not talk of Manderley, I would not tell my dream. For Manderley was ours no longer. Manderley was no more.'
Chapter two reveals a couple living in exile, and chapter three jumps back in time to their first meeting in Monte Carlo. Our unnamed heroine is working as a lady's companion, and Maxim de Winter is a handsome, wealthy widow. After a short time, he proposes abruptly, and we follow them to Manderley.
Manderley is one of those mind-boggling houses that I find both fascinating and a little hard to fathom due to its excess. If you search for Manderley images on Google, you'll see pictures of both the house from the 1940 film and the real house called Menabilly that inspired its fictional counterpart. I haven't seen the film yet. I mistakenly thought it starred Olivia de Havilland when it's actually her sister, Joan Fontaine. Given their supposed rivalry, I doubt either of them would appreciate the mix-up! I was right about Laurence Olivier playing Maxim - without looking it up, he definitely contributed to my mental image of the character.
Manderley dominates the story to such an extent that it almost feels like a living, breathing character. Maxim is devoted to it, his new wife feels unworthy of it, and the loss of it (as revealed from the beginning) seems to have brought their lives to a standstill. Even when it no longer exists, it still appears to be the focus of their lives.
And then there's the titular Rebecca. Just like Manderley, perhaps even more so, she is everywhere. The house is still being run the way she did. People speak of her in tones of awe. The new Mrs de Winter finds herself creating an image of a perfectly ideal wife, convinced that Maxim will never love her as much as he loved Rebecca. Surely every time he looks at her, he is reminded that he made a mistake in marrying her? Every clumsy, awkward step she takes only serves to remind him of all the ways in which she isn't Rebecca - or so she convinces herself.
The housekeeper, Mrs Danvers, remains devoted to the first Mrs de Winter.
Much of the first 300 pages or so are filled with events that never actually occur, as the new Mrs de Winter concocts scenarios in which everyone is laughing at her, deeming her unworthy, and judging her to be nothing compared to Rebecca. I still found it gripping, enthralling, and then suddenly, a revelation was made. I know that this is a novel that I will want to reread. There is so much to explore, and once you know everything, I wonder if you'll notice it all in a different way during a second reading, with some things taking on greater significance.
Regarding everything I mentioned under the spoiler tag, I had suspected the second revelation but not the first. Perhaps I should have, but I was so caught up in all the worries and the despair over what Mrs Danvers did that it was a genuine shock to me.
My copy of the book has an introduction written by Sally Beauman. I think I saw that some editions have it as an afterword instead, which is more appropriate. I always approach introductions with caution because so many outline the entire plot - as this one does. It is an excellent piece, very informative, but I'm glad I glanced at it first and decided to leave it until the end of the book since it covers everything.