Rebecca Hirschm Hirschm itibaren Fellering, Fransa
I enjoyed the first half of this much more than the second. It started off as a fine indictment of New York society in the Victorian period, of its insularity, class and gender issues, and of its hypocrisies. Not perhaps to the degree of Vanity Fair or any of Jane Austen's works, but still an insightful and honest critique. It seemed to lose its way after that, turning into a much simpler and less interesting narrative of the never-consummated affair between Countess Olenska and Newland Archer. Neither their characters nor their romance ever engaged my attention enough that I wanted an entire novel devoted solely to the Victorian version of emo angst, so for me, the second half of the novel faltered badly. Particularly given that Wharton's prose, though competent, was never good enough to compensate.