Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
reviewed by Anne
I've been a bookworm for as long as I can remember and Pride and Prejudice, written by Jane Austen, is one of my favorite books.
Austen primarily follows the love story of the lively Elizabeth Bennet and the cold-mannered, arrogant Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy.
This novel will appeal to both casual and serious readers, for the characters are varied and real, the dialogue is engaging and sprinkled with comical moments, and the story is intertwined with a message of the follies of pride and (surprise!) prejudice. It is important to note, however, that the novel is likely intended for more advanced readers. All in all, Pride and Prejudice is a witty, pleasant novel that has remained a beloved classic for a reason. Read it!
A documentary on Jane Austen
1995 BBC adaptation of P&P: parts 1 2 3 4 5 6
15 years later, a "making-of": parts 1 2 3 4
Northanger Abbey (but read the book, too much is missing in the video)and Emma. But again, read the book.
Heidi by Johanna Spyri
reviewed by Lillian
Does a story about a child from both the city and the country appeal to you? Then you should definitely try out Heidi, by Johanna Spyri. The story is about a young girl named Heidi who travels to the Alm's rugged mountains to stay with her grandfather, also known as the Alm Uncle. From a dull life in a dull city, Heidi is ecstatic about her new friends, the wonderful food, the new bed, and the beautiful view. A
fter staying for a number of winters and summers, Heidi's aunt comes back up the mountains to take her down to another city, this one called Frankfurt, to be a playmate for a rich, lonely, disabled child named Clara. If the Alm is freedom and woods, Frankfurt is the opposite, with stone buildings all around, carriages, and not a blade of grass to be seen. Heidi is lectured with strict rules about how to live among the rich. She becomes great friends with Clara, but begins to drown in an ocean of homesickness for the Alm, and when she finally returns home, she is joyful.
The ending includes Clara coming to visit Heidi on the Alm in hopes of better health, where she fills out, acquires rosy cheeks, and learns to walk with support. Heidi is a truly inspiring, charming, and uplifting tale about a little ray of sunshine.
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The Code of the Woosters by P.G. Wodehouse
reviewed by Lara
The Code of the Woosters is an exhilarating and comical book that everyone could enjoy. P.G. Wodehouse transports readers to early 20th Century England where the well-meaning Bertie is stuck in the middle of a web of serious rifts between stubborn aunts, dull friends, and an evil butler. While Bertie is hopelessly lost in a labyrinth of dilemmas, Jeeves, Bertie's butler and true companion, assists him by playing psychological mind tricks on different people.
Jeeves navigates waves of complex situations. Even when things seem they cannot be more daunting, Jeeves alarms you with his creative solutions.
Wodehouse does all this while making you giggle for hours on end, no matter what frame of mind you were in previously.
A couple of quotes from The Code of the Woosters:
"I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled."
" 'Don’t you ever read the papers? Roderick Spode is the founder and head of the Saviours of Britain, a Fascist organization better known as the Black Shorts. His general idea, if he doesn’t get knocked on the head with a bottle in one of the frequent brawls in which he and his followers indulge, is to make himself a Dictator.’ ‘Well, I’m blowed!’ I was astounded at my keenness of perception. The moment I had set eyes on Spode, if you remember, I had said to myself ‘What ho! A Dictator!’ and a Dictator he had proved to be. I couldn’t have made a better shot, if I had been one of those detectives who see a chap walking along the street and deduce that he is a retired manufacturer of poppet valves named Robinson with rheumatism in one arm, living at Clapham. ‘Well, I’m dashed! I thought he was something of that sort. That chin…Those eyes…And, for the matter of that, that moustache. By the way, when you say “shorts”, you mean “shirts”, of course.’ ‘No. By the time Spode formed his association, there were no shirts left. He and his adherents wear black shorts.’ ‘Footer bags, you mean?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘How perfectly foul.' "