Book 93: "On Chesil Beach" by Ian McEwan
Wednesday, December 10th, 2008 10:20The only reason I borrowed this from the library, is that I needed to read it for an on-line book club that is on its last legs and needs support. This was my least favourite of all the books in the poll, and any other time I wouldn't have bothered with it. The other winner was "The Time Traveller's Wife", but unfortunately the library didn't have it on the shelves when I went in. At least "On Chesil Beach" is short and only took a couple of hours to read. It's more of a novella than a novel, and the main action takes place over the course of a single evening in the summer of 1962, as newly-married Edward and Florence dine in their hotel-room and worry about the necessity of consummating their marriage later that night.
There are flash-backs to their childhood and courtship, and a section at the end where Edward looks back at his life from his sixties, by which time he has enough experience to realise that the events of that night needn't have led to disaster if he had had a bit more empathy for Florence. But the ending seems rather rushed and the reader never gets to know what the older Florence thought about that evening and how her life panned out afterwards. It was okay, but I just couldn't warm to the characters or bring myself to care about their problems.
I have read two other books by this author, and looking back at my reviews, I see that I liked Atonement rather more than I remember. Either it is one of those books whose attractions fade over time, or else my memories of it are coloured by how much I disliked the dire "Amsterdam".
My thoughts on Atonement and Amsterdam.
Nottingham Round the World Reading Challenge - UK - ENGLAND - DORSET
There are flash-backs to their childhood and courtship, and a section at the end where Edward looks back at his life from his sixties, by which time he has enough experience to realise that the events of that night needn't have led to disaster if he had had a bit more empathy for Florence. But the ending seems rather rushed and the reader never gets to know what the older Florence thought about that evening and how her life panned out afterwards. It was okay, but I just couldn't warm to the characters or bring myself to care about their problems.
I have read two other books by this author, and looking back at my reviews, I see that I liked Atonement rather more than I remember. Either it is one of those books whose attractions fade over time, or else my memories of it are coloured by how much I disliked the dire "Amsterdam".
My thoughts on Atonement and Amsterdam.