Good Morning Midnight Review Ç 106

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Good Morning MidnightExpect nothing especially not kindness least of all from men Tomorrow she resolves she will dye her hair blonde. What happens to a woman when her self esteem becomes entirely dependent on mirrors and men Everything about Sasha our narrator has seen better days including her fur coat which she wears as a kind of memory mantra of better days There's a febrile pressing authenticity about the way Rhys writes of this sualid repetitive purgatorial world You can feel the sualor and fatality of Sasha's downward spiral on your skin Sasha herself seems to have little psychological insight betokened by the constant tears she sheds without uite knowing where they come from As a reader you find yourself doubling up as psychoanalyst There's a fabulous touch at the end when Rhys inverts and creates a horror show of Molly Bloom's triumphant yes to life at the end of her monologue in Ulysses I preferred this to the formalised Wide Sargasso Sea This felt like an author baring her soul Apparently it sunk without trace when published and Rhys as a result became a recluse for the rest of her life It was a buddy read with Elyse and sparked a great dialogue about our relationships with men and mirrors 4 stars

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E has escaped personal tragedy and has come to France to find courage and seek independence She tells herself to. Good Morning Midnight 1939 sees Englishwoman Sasha Jansen come to Paris on borrowed money to recapture the happiness and exorcise the pain of her previous life there The first person narrative is awash with cafe's hotel rooms drinking crying sleeping self pity hotel rooms crying falling for men one minute hating them the next being broke feeling miserable You get the picture she's a wreak Told with a spare prose style this reads as a work of fiction but also redeems Jean Rhys's own consciousness throughout in her life she found the simplest practicalities beyond her and once said I have only ever written about myself It's difficult not to see Sasha as a mere self portrait but would be unfair to just see Good Morning Midnight as just a disguised memoir because it isn't Realistic drab and somewhat terrifying it's a small novel in its own brief and perfect right depicting the emotional and sensitive nature of trying to find stability again It could have been depressing but the overall tone is just about right giving a good balance of hopefulness and despairI had some thoughts before hand this would turn out to have a strong feminist viewpoint and it does to some extent only her women are ore helpless and sad than angry or militant there is no poisoned chalice towards men with her rant's feeling aimed internally Sasha does have a saving grace though that being humour her willingness to see the comedy even absurdity in the most bitter memories and humiliating encounters and there would be many of themThe way Rhys goes about describing Paris is uite sinister moving from one cheap hotel on dead end street that backs out onto a dingy ally to another Sasha's encounters are told with a feeling where you never know how things will end up any unstable predicament likely to happen at any given moment I felt much pity for Sasha after all she goes through and this was the defining turning point for me when it comes to female protagonists I want of them like Sasha

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Good Morning, Midnight Review Ç 106 ß In 1930s Paris where one cheap hotel room is very like another a young woman is teaching herself indifference She has escaped personal tragedy and has come to France to find courage and seek independence She tells herself to expect nothing especially not kindness least of all from men Tomorrow she resolves sIn 1930s Paris where one cheap hotel room is very like another a young woman is teaching herself indifference Sh. A clear eyed chronicle of desperation etched in diamond hard prose It amazes me how any book so filled with despair could be so completely free of self pity and how any book consisting entirely of an inward monologue could contain such vivid realistic details and make Paris in the '30's come alive