The Great Gatsby meets Valley of the Dolls meets Emma.
After tearing through the surprise ending, I was truly impressed. I would have given this book a full five stars without hesitation. However, there was this nagging remembrance of some of the long, plodding chapters. These chapters were told from the points of view of complete ninnies, which made it a bit of a struggle to get through. It really takes some patience to endure these sections. But, in the end, it's definitely worth it. McCarthy is an absolute master of satire and social criticism. By writing from each girl's perspective, she manages to skillfully reveal the real motives, feelings, intentions, delusions, and truths. These are the very things that cause people to seem ridiculous to others, when in reality, they are only halfway there.
As the saying goes, "To be curious about someone opened you to be contaminated from them." (486) This statement holds a certain truth and adds an interesting layer to the story.
Ah, this was truly unique. I can clearly understand why it was such a big deal for its era.
That being said, it was a bit clunky, just like many books from the '50s tend to be. At times, it gives the impression that there wasn't an editor around at all (lol).
Regardless of its flaws, I have a great love for reading old books like this. It's really nice to observe what has changed over the years and what has remained the same.
Overall, I would rate this book a 3.5 out of 5. It has its charm and offers a fascinating glimpse into the past.
Even though it may not be as polished as modern books, it still has value and can provide an enjoyable reading experience for those who appreciate the history and evolution of literature.
I do it fast and simple: A charade of facts, events, places and characters... but nothing that has kidnapped me or anything significant that has remained in my heart.
Yes, this book slipped away from me with absolutely nothing. I immediately say that there, the girls of Vassar College in question live their dramas, successes and broken destinies. However, the whole thing is written (in my personal opinion) with total emotional strangeness by McCarthy. There are so many described things and absolutely unnecessary inserts that several times I found myself turning the pages in search of structural action to the story. Is that the problem for us 20th-century readers?
Certainly many parts reported by McCarthy must have been quite shocking to those who found themselves reading it in 1962: explicit sex scenes, attempted rape scene, domestic violence, lesbian relationships etc. For me, these parts were not very interesting. Sadly, the girls' characters were not well delineated, except for a few of them (Kay, Norine, Priss and Pokey). I felt more comfortable and interested in reading Priss' motherhood and Kay’s unfortunate life.
The costumes and 1935's modus vivendi are well brought back by McCarthy but at the same time creating an effect of "too much stuffing for the meatloaf". If you want to turn your liver black then read carefully the life of Harald, Kay’s husband, (poor woman), the biggest asshole found from all the books ever read in my life!!! Yes, a book that pissed me off!!
Ms. McCarthy takes us on an intimate journey into the lives of a Vassar College group consisting of eight young women and one, all of them lively twenty-somethings, at least in the beginning.
Satire and tragedy intertwine as Dottie, Pokey, Kay, Helena, Lakey, Libby, Polly, Priss, and Norine step out of the rarified social bubble of their youth and discover that life doesn't always go according to plan.
Here, the dreams that simmered throughout adolescence and elite academia collide with both harsh and nurturing realities, all while they are constantly conscious of their appearances.
These women have grown up rapidly, and I can't help but wonder what they would have to say about it all at the end of their journey.
Certain elements of this work resonate deeply.
In conclusion, Ms. McCarthy has written an engaging piece that keeps the reader hooked from start to finish.