Thursday, January 13, 2011

Jane Eyre and Jane

A couple months ago I was home sick, so I stayed in bed and finally read Jane Eyre for the first time. I know I'm late to the game, but I wasn't an English major in college and missed out on a lot of classics. I had a vague grasp of the story from seeing various reincarnations of the story in movie form.  I wasn't too surprised to find that I loved the book. Jane Eyre is an amazingly resilient person and had I read it when I was younger, no doubt I would have wanted to be her when I grew up. I'm already itching to go back and read it again, but I am forcing myself to read other books first.  That was the plan anyway.

Soon after I finished Jane Eyre, I stumble across Jane by April Lindner.  At first I was somewhat appalled: Jane was a college dropout? Mr. Rochester as a rock star? But curiosity got the better of me and I found myself placing a hold on the book.  When the book came in, I ignored it for awhile, but I got sick again and finally started it.  The book was...interesting. It follows the story of Jane Eyre fairly close.  This Jane is a penniless orphan who was physically abused by her brother and mentally abused by her mother, a small child that needs to be taken care of, a mansion, an older guy, fires, jealously...it's all there, but I felt something was missing.  Maybe it was the rock star element or maybe I didn't really buy into this Jane's feelings.  When I finished the book, I didn't quite buy into the ending. It was still an enjoyable read and I liked parts of it, but as usual, nothing beats the original.

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