Enduring Love

Enduring Love

As most of the readers of this blog know, I spent a year attending University in London. There, I met many interesting people, many who touched my life in some unforgettable, unique ways. I met a fascinating girl, Mona, a daughter of Pakistani immigrants with a deep Mancunian accent there. She sported the most beautiful set of eyes that I have ever seen in my life. Dark, big and expressive, she was unconventionally beautiful with flowing dark locks and an easy smile. I was often jealous of Mona’s unpretentious beauty; men flocked around her hypnotized by her easy manners and tormentingly beautiful eyes, but the most remarkable thing about Mona was her naivete and obliviousness to her own allure. One day we went down to Central London and spent an afternoon browsing books in Waterstone’s after lunch and wine at some posh Italian restaurant. She handed me a book and said to me in that slightly nasal way of Northern England, “Go on Viv, read this one. I think you’ll like it.”

Now, almost a year and a half later I found myself in front of my 27″ iMac -I have a subscription to Netflix, and I am addicted to the “Instant Play” feature that allows me to watch films on my computer – the title in front of me was “Enduring Love” with Daniel Craig. I mentioned to my husband that I owned the book and that I was not sure if I should watch the film before reading the book. My pragmatic husband’s answer was, “Read the book first then.”

 

I did, and I do not understand how I did not devour the book before. Granted, my time in London was not really dedicated to any intellectual pursuits –even if I did go there for school– and the few minutes I dedicated to this book were during my short rides on the Southeastern line from Forest Hill station to New Cross Gate, when I did bother myself with going to school. I had much on my mind during those times, but it still had managed to grasp my attention so thoroughly that I did not need to revisit the first chapters and re-read them after all this time. The book was engrossing, riveting, humbling. I loved how he weaved in and out of the first person narrative. McEwan’s grasp on the nuances of a well established relationship, doubts, self-consciousness is simply masterful.

I don’t want to give any spoilers, and categorizing this book into a tidy little box would be unfair. This is not a simple thriller that offers us nothing but sex, blood and crime, no, this is a book about our relationship with mental disease, obsession, mortality and love. It would be a shame not to have read such a contemporary masterpiece.

This is a five star, must read book.

Now back to Hitchhiker’s and another book.. Hmm.. What next?? I think I’ll go for Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys.

Oh, by the way, I watched the film. Save yourself two hours and read the book. The film fails at showing the subtle tensions between Craig’s character and his wife and the way they are accentuated by the arrival of Parry, important information is left out of the movie, and although Daniel Craig is beautiful and convincing as Joe Rose, he cannot save a film that was doomed by a poor script that utterly fails at bringing the plot lines together the way the book does.

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Economics Student by day, classical singer by night. My hobbies are: painting, drawing, gardening, embroidery, photography, and learning how to play the piano.

2012 Reading Challenge

2012 Reading Challenge
Vivian has read 23 books toward her goal of 100 books.
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