Juliet Aubrey as Dorothea hard at work on plans to build cottages for tenants on her and relative and friends’ properties (never actually done by her)
“There is no creature whose inward being is so strong that it is not greatly determined by what lies outside it … the medium in which their ardent deeds took shape is forever gone” (the last page of Middlemarch)
“Only those who know the supremacy of the intellectual life──the life which has a seed of ennobling thought and purpose within──can understand the grief of one who falls from that serene activity into the absorbing soul-wasting struggle with worldly annoyances” (Bk 8, Chapter 73, Middlemarch)
Dear friends and readers,
The high moments of this summer (more than half-way over now) have been an eight-session hour-and-one-half class given online from Politics and Prose bookstore (Washington, DC) where Prof Maria Frawley (of Georgetown) held forth and talked of George Eliot’s transcendent masterpiece, Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life. I didn’t think I would but under Prof Frawley’s tutelage and inspired by her class, I reread it for a third time — it was my fourth time through if you count listening to it read aloud beautifully by Nadia May while I was studying and writing on Andrew Davies’s film adaptations.
The first time age 18 in a college class on the 19th century novel, the second on Trollope listserv with a friend, Martin Notcutt and a few others around 1998 (I was 52), the third listening in an early year of the 21st century, but none of them was the experience I just had where I know my attention was alerted sympathetically to much that intelligently and idealistically apprehended on the many realistic (psychological, social) levels of this novel’s language.
I became far more open to what is in the novel than I ever had before — as in the depiction of the Garths, which I had been inclined to see as simply unconvincingly exemplary. I reveled in the movie serial twice through(!) with a renewed enthusiasm. Saw its hour-long feature along with a BBC4 special: Everything is connected (on Eliot) . I reread some of the criticism, and biography, including the now famous My Life in Middlemarch by Rebecca Mead. Had there been no pandemic, I might have re-listened to the CDs in my car.
For myself I find Middlemarch a transcendent book because of the in-depth understanding of human nature all its complicated ideas are based upon; and the intent to offer this kind of knowledge, which the reader can use to find some happiness or ways of coping with unhappiness in his or her life. The deeply humane and forgiving point of view is one human society is in need of — as long as the line is drawn at giving into evil and harm to people to gratify the greed and cruelty and egoism also found in groups of people who band together or individuals who inflict pain on others. It must also be drawn at self-immolation and self-sacrifice of the type we find in Dorothea at first, and Lydgate at length driven to. So on my own statement, the heroine who comes closest to staying with the good is Mary Garth; the heroes Farebrother and Ladislaw. Not that Lydgate does not do some good when he writes a treatise on how to cope with gout.
This blog is rather about the content of the class and how the book emerged through that. So what can I convey of such an unfolding and complicated nuanced conversations (the class was filled with thoughtful readers too). I shall have to revert to my compendium method for Ruth Prawer Jhabvala because there is far too much to tell of what was said.
Douglas Hodge as the yet unbowed eager Dr Lydgate (his is made the central shaping story paradigm of the serial)
As luck would have it, the online Literary Hub led this week with a much linked-in couple of columns, “George Eliot begins writing Middlemarch this week.” The site tells the familiar story of how Eliot began by writing the story of Lydgate (an aspiring young doctor), then separately “Miss Brooke” (an ardent young woman with no outlet for her intelligence, imagination, desire to do something for others in the world with her wealth), with Eliot afterward seeing how the two characters’ personalities and stories could be situated in one place, and then fit together in a artful design.
But it adds that there was a fragment written earlier — about Mr Vincy (Walter, the Mayor of the town, and hard-working merchant) and old Featherstone (the miser the Vincy family hopes to inherit a fortune and a house, Stone Court, from). Featherstone torments his young housekeeper, Mary Garth, who links to Mr Vincy because Featherstone enjoys humiliating the Vincy son (Fred) who loves and wants to marry Mary, among other things bringing her books, like Walter Scott’s Anne of Geierstein, which Featherstone forbids her to read, lest she have any enjoyment of her own during the time she is supposed working for him. So there are the three story matters. Eliot did keep a notebook of quotations, so you can try to follow her creative process just a bit. She meant it to be a study of provincial life.
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From Book I: Now Prof Frawley emphasized the metaphoric and inward perspectives embedded in these stories and ethnography. And I here present her ideas as they worked out during class discussions in which I participated too. Eliot presents herself as watching human lots (in the Greek sense of your fate, what cards you were handed) organically inter-related. Yes the biological connections are real: Lydgate is deeply erotically attracted to Rosamond Vincy, the Mayor’s daughter; his patron, the evangelical town successful man, Nicholas Bulstrode, is married to Vincy’s sister, Harriet. Dorothea becomes enamoured of the aging scholar, Casaubon, whose nephew, Will Ladislaw, comes to work for Dorothea’s uncle, Mr Brooke, who, running for public office, hires Ladislaw to edit and write articles in a newspaper on his behalf; Ladislaw is emotionally drawn to the idealistic Dorothea, and flirts with Rosamond Vincy once she marries Lydgate.
But Eliot is representing the interactions between their inner worlds and realities of outward life (class, money, rival ambitions); the way society distorts (town gossip is central to what happens to these people) their awarenesses and conscience; how their consciousness distorts what they see of and in society, how they understand it. Mirrors are an important metaphor in this novel (as is tapestry, webs of interconnections). Casaubon also shows an ability to feel for Dorothea when he realizes he has made a mistake in marrying her: she is too young, too eager for him to be a great hero, and the mirror she shines up in his face mortifies him so he strikes out to silence her.
We have characters to compare: three central women: Dorothea (Dodo), Rosamond (Rosie), Mary Garth, heroines, and with them Celia (Kitty), Dorothea’s sister, Rosamond Vincy, Fred’s. Three men: Lydgate, Casaubon, Ladislaw, and against them, Bulstrode (as a hypocrite, hiding his criminal past used to rise in the world), with them, Rev Farebrother, Mr Brooke, Dodo and Kitty’s uncle. We see what six center presences do with their lives, what they make of them. We are led to ask by the narrator, Who among us could stand close scrutiny? to think pride is not a bad thing as long as you do not hurt others or yourself with your own. Some of these characters are given beauty in their thoughts, aspirations, generosity, but others show them unable even to understand the person right in front of them at all and no toleration at all for anything that might endanger their position in the world.
Both Lydgate and Dorothea make bad choices for their first marriage. Lydgate cannot escape his partly because of his conscience; Dorothea when she realizes she has make a mistake, recalibrates (like a GPS). The petty perspectives of a Rosamond, the small ones of the local rector’s wife, Mrs Cadawallader, and Celia’s husband, Sir James Chettam, a conventional county leader, matter too. We looked at beautiful statements in the first book about self-despair; Farebrother, the vicar, who while a humane man, has no real vocation to be a clergyman, found himself in studying insects, but he is deeply thwarted in his secular scientist study because he must spend time as a vicar, gets such low pay and is trying to support his mother, her sister, and an aunt. But also the inner rapture as the self involves its consciousness in study, which will also result in nothing practical. We are seeing the ways people struggle with their lives. We see our friends change, grow, mature as they try to follow a career.
From Book II: It is a novel about vocation; and for me, it is also about the enemies of promise that stand in the different characters’ ways. I loved how Eliot captured inner moments that can mean so much to us as we define who we are and follow a road possible for us — as when Lydgate realized he wanted to be an original researcher in medicine. Eliot writes:
“Most of us who turn to any subject we love remember some morning or evening hour when we got on a high stool to reach down an untried volume, or sat with parted lips listening to a new talker, or for very lack of books began to listen to the voices within (Bk 2, Ch 15, p 143)
I did tell of how after I read a moving passage in Wordsworth’s Michael, I knew I wanted to be an English major, to study literature.
There is a comfort in the strength of love;
‘Twill make a thing endurable, which else
Would break the heart … “
The intense emotional pain caught up in those lines took my breath away. The pain for me comes in how the words capture also the opposite reality: that few feel this love, and since Luke (Michael’s shallow son in the poem) had not, the lines are also about how at times we come near into breaking or our hearts are broken and we can scarce understand how we bear up.
While in Rome with Casaubon, who is spending most of his time researching in the libraries, Dorothea meets Will Ladislaw, there to study art, and he glimpses in her a buried, a repressed depth of emotion; Dorothea will find it like death, like a nightmare of dread when Casaubon attacks her for her nature. Prof Frawley said many times the book explores what it is be alive. The deeper question here is how we know others; a lot of 19th century novels are about characters some characters thought they knew but did not; how we really get to know who somebody is: in the case of Lydgate and Rosamond, they knew so little of each other, they understood so little of each other’s character. Rosamond is not interested in any character or desires but her own, and her dense tenacity triumphs over the sensitive Lydgate who yearns for her validation of him, and cannot bear her misery, no matter how stupid (he knows) the causes. Of course it is Lydgate who choose her, who is dismissive of women and yet she becomes his trap. The often-quoted passage is about how were we to be able to know the miseries of others (including the animals around us), we could not keep our equanimity
“If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence. As it is, the quickest of us walk about well-wadded with stupidity (Bk 2, Ch 20, p 194)
We had talked about the novel as historical, set back in time from the era Eliot was writing in; it is also devotedly realistic, turning away from romance, ever aware of actualities (as an artful norm discussed by her in Adam Bede). You can see her practicing her awareness of the natural world around her in her Ilfracomb journal. The question here is what can a novel do? how does one make a character resonate with a reader? She says her mirrors are doubtless defective however earnestly she commits to faithful accounting. The mirror is a mediator, not the thing itself — now it’s Dorothea who remembers Rome so intently vivid; it is an epoch to her, while to Casaubon, absorbed in his own central self in years of arcane study, cannot respond with any immediacy to what is around them, is imprisoned in self-preoccupation, thoughts of gaining fame and respect from others, fear he never will.
From Books 3, 4 and 5: We moved into how Eliot works up, depends on our responding with sympathy so that we may pass over this egoism. She shows us Dorothea aware of what another character is feeling through her sympathetic impulses; sympathy just erupts, but equally characters fail in sympathy. Frawley defended Eliot’s narrator as not intrusive, and there in the text tactfully, but also rightfully there, to thicken out the novel, to share things with us. She numbered the ways the narrator adds to our understanding and pleasure in the book. I remembered the narrator’s sense of humor at the auction later in the book where we invited us to laugh with her at the absurdity of the inflated descriptions, what the seller said about the items from people’s houses to push the price bidding/war up. She lends life to all the minor characters in the Featherstone story, the Garth family: Caleb sees the potential and real goodness in Fred, Mrs Garth feels the loss of money she has saved for months to enable her boy to become an apprentice
Jonathan Firth as Fred Vincy being bullied by Michael Hordern as Featherstone, Rachel Power as Mary Garth looking on, Trevyn McDowell as Rosamond Vincy keeping well away
The medical history context as such becomes more important as Lydgate becomes part of the Dorothea/Casaubon story after his heart attack. Specifics go beyond Lydgate trying to institute reforms as Lydgate gets involved in individual characters’ health (like Fred’s, which leads to Lydgate’s engagement with Rosamond). Gossip begins to play a major role — how we come to talk and to know about one another (Book 4, Ch 41, p 412: the world as a “whispering gallery”). Last debt and obligation — how we can be saddled with moral as well as financial debt. Invalidism as a form of identity emerges in Victorian novels; epidemics are part of the this 19th century realistic world, and we see Lydgate struggling to be professional, to be taken seriously. Now the question is, What good can people do for one another in this world. We did talk of a Medical Act trying to set minimum criteria before a man can call himself a physician.
Ladislaw, Robert Hardy as Mr Brooke, and Stephen Moore as Mr Vincy on the hustings
Where does progress happen? Certainly Mr Brooke makes no progress on his estates nor does he help his desperate tenants to live at all better lives. Prof Frawley saw Brooke’s disastrous speech as an example of how hard it is to to get a society to support progressive legislation. She pointed to a debate between Lydgate and Ladislaw about measures, men voted in to pass them (Bk 5, Ch 46, p 465), which did remind me of debates between characters in Trollope’s political Palliser fiction, only here it did seem to me that the measures the characters were talking of were genuinely capable of helping vulnerable individuals (to be honest, I’ve never seen that in Trollope’s fictions — perhaps in his travel books, yes). The existence of (stupid) gossip connects here: ignorant people attributing malign motives to other people; people who make a living selling useless products. Change is therefore glacial. Lydgate finds himself attacked for dissections.
A Middlemarch grocer appeals to Lydgate to prescribe Mrs Mawmsey’s strengthening medicine, next to Lydgate, Simon Chandler as Farebrother
Prof Frawley called Eliot’s a “curative vision,” and admitted there is a conservative thrust to her work; she takes a retrospective POV and sees elements in community life as entrenched deeply. Middlemarch as a community is a social body. What can you change among such people? what do they value? (I’d say speaking general individuals their position and status first of all.) Characters find themselves powerless to stop ugly gossip. Dorothea can act once she is a wealthy widow, not before. She can decide on what she wants to do as social obligations once Casaubon has died; she would have obeyed him out of a deep feeling of pity and duty she had to him, but we see in her meditation how she is alienated at long last when she realizes how he thought so meanly of her. Meanwhile she is coming to defer to Ladislaw as he proves himself to her, and she wants to think so well of him. I’d put it Dorothea needs to, as part of her make-up and the way she needs to see the world. She applies an ethical compass to what Mrs Cadwallader tells her of others; at the same time she is realistic about people around her, and we see her hesitate when Chettam or Farebrother advise caution.
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From Books 6 and 7: I’d say the central most fascinating character in the last books of the novel is Nicholas Bulstrode; Frawley showed how Eliot’s analyses here are extraordinary for insight as well as compassion for a distasteful often petty cruel and power-mongering man in the way she enables us to see how he sees himself. (Cont’d in the comments.)
Clive Russell as Caleb Garth, Peter Jeffreys as Nicholas Bulstrode, and John Savident as Raffles
From Book 8: how we find all the preoccupations and themes brought together in this deeply felt consoling vision of acceptance (also Cont’d)
The 1994 serial: one of the best adaptations of a novel thus far ever made — if faithfulness, wonderful artistry appropriate to this book’s tone and feel, and depth of understanding matter (third continuation).
The coach loaded down with people and whatever goods they can carry, bringing people into Middlemarch and out again — the first thing we see when the film begins ….
Ellen
From Books 6 and 7: Again on gossip as forming a distorting mirror of people to the larger group. Bulstrode is exposed through gossip (p 710)
We discussed the tragic figures of the novel. Lydgate is one but also Casaubon and (Frawley felt) Bulstrode too despite their being such unattractive people morally. With Casaubon he sees that she sees what he is; his loneliness has been bad. He tries to obligate Dorothea for life; she begs for a day’s wait, and then after he dies, she makes the embittering discovery of how he saw her (p. 493). He is isolated, disconnected, he exaggerated what he saw, and that led to distrust.
With Lydgate he is forced to become indebted to Bulstrode, something he told Farebrother he would avoid. Lydgate had such potential; more painful he died young and Rosemond married a much older man who catered to her. There is a passage where the narrator says had he held out, not left the room but demanded she do what he wants after Dorothea left, he might have been able to get a handle on her. (I’m not sure he would not give in anyway as within a day or so Rosamond would be back to herself; she brightened when Dorothea mentioned as an option, leaving Middlemarch.)
Another theme is that of heroism and selflessness: Eliot says that when we do come across someone who is truly good, that their presence can enlighten, give us hope, and enable us to come up to our own ideals of behavior. A beautiful passage in the book. So characters can come to the rescue of one another in ways beyond money . Dorothea is one of these kinds of heroes.
It may be that Mary with her low expectations can stand firm on those at least. She cannot imagine herself marrying anyone but Fred so she does remain firm on her desires too.
Other modern themes: Fred will take a job with less prestige, less the gentleman, working with his hands, but it is consonant with the coming railroad. We see an erosion of certain kinds of class differences in the lives of Fred Vincy and Will Ladislaw. Fred is working on another kind of progress with Caleb Garth. Will makes his way into Parliament. Book 6 studies what it means to be a gentleman. We are to see the honorableness of labor – but also admit that Fred’s manners and ways count. His father will never have those manners and ways and succeeded in making his son a gentleman that way any (even if he doesn’t go into the clergy). These alterations of ideas about what makes a gentle person are incremental changes. Change moves glacially is one of Eliot’s insights in this book (seen in politics too).
Ladislaw makes a distinction between being a gentleman and person of high respect based on your integrity and that is distinguished from being a gentleman based on rank, heritage, money. Thus he refuses Bulstrode’s money , which is a blow to Bulstrode’s self-esteem and sense of power. His pride is hurt. He feels his disgrace imminent. For the first time I realized or thought about how Bulstrode came from a much lower status family but when he was marrying up when he married Harriet, he was still not marrying into the county families. The Vincys are “higher” than the Garths, but the Casaubons, Brookes, Chettams, and Cadwalladers (though poor) are high and ladies and gentleman based on sheer rank. Prof Frawley again made a case for understanding and sympathizing with Bulstrode as part of Eliot’s intent (see p 619). Shame and public shaming play a role in subduing Bulstrode’s pride and self-confidence. But she suggested that Bulstrode wanting to give Will money (and perhaps Lydgate too) comes not out of a humanitarianism in Bulstrode but he might interpret events as showing him God wants him to give this money away. Then of course it’s a good deed. There is really an amazing depth in the paragraphs inside Bulstrode’s mind or accounting for it (p 615, p 704-705); he uses religiosity as a weapon. Prayer is people speaking inaudibily to themselves. People have studied the human capacity for resilience; they explain to themselves what they did in ways that enable them to endure their memories and themselves better. Bulstrode does let Raffles die; he deprived Will’s mother of money, his wife of her daughter
We had read a couple of essays on religion (Barry Qualls) in Middlemarch and on the philosophical POVs (Suzy Anger) in Middlemarch (these are in the Cambridge Companion,). Religious language saturates Middlemarch, and a lot of it is the language of renunciation. Garth will renounce a job; Dorothea likes to renounce things (like horse-back riding) — there is a real ascetism; a reluctance to enjoy pleasures. We might look upon her as a work in progress. Eliot’s characters are secular pilgrims. We do have two epigrams from Pilgrim’s Progress. Other Victorian novelists also de-spiritualized or secularized the language and ways of thought they had been taught as part of Christian religion too. Making atonement was part of this POV (I see this in Dickens’s good characters, like Esther Summerson). Characters in these books are struggling to make a meaningful life – and she went on about Charles Hennell, Eliot’s friend, her reading, translating. I thought of her relationship with G.H. Lewes. I agreed with those in the class who talked of how Will Ladislaw is underrated.
We should not ignore how there are a number of clergymen in the novel: Farebrother, Mr Cadwallader (decent sort), Fuller, Tyke, Casaubon. We see Farebrother trying to help Lydgate (p 643, Ch 63), also Fred (p, 674, 676, Ch 66 — on gambling) and Mary Garth too. Farebrother shows remarkable selflessness. Farebrother really renounces things, but at least Fred makes good out of what is done for him, he is disciplined, delivered, saved. When Bulstrode gives Fred Stone Court it’s profoundly life-altering and Bulstrode gets to do a good deed (that pleases his wife).
There is a steady conversion of the stories coming together, being enmessed. Lydgate walks out of the town meeting with Bulstrode is a remarkable moment.
Narrator makes brief references to the future after the novel closes . Fred always credited the railways coming as enabling his good future. Lydgate ever after looked back at what had happened with deep regret. She thickens the narrative by drawing us into the present and then the future — so that where we are becomes a past too. She includes us: “Anyone watching might … ” (pp 624, 635). She does not describe directly but involves the reader this way. Reader then become part of imagined community as we look forward and back too, as we join those who looking at the characters would have thought … We are with these other observers and our views feel more objective. Meanwhile characters themselves are hiding their private selves.
From Book 8: Prof Frawley saw an idea of determinism moving throughout this last book. A resurfacing of themes from earlier books. Not a “loose baggy monster,” but a carefully crafted work of art. At the end of the book she returns to firm series of utterances that assert that our lives are determined by causes external to us. Human beings have little free will. (Suzy Anger’s essay discusses these issues). George Levine argued that Eliot not a philosopher, an artist, hers not a consistent philosophy, and she believes that people have agency. Mary Garth will not do what is not right (p. 758). She has a strength that Lydgate lacks; she is not as blind as Dorothea can be. Dorothea wishes she could have made a better use of herself – this idea underlined towards the end. But she does accept. Lydgate did choose Rosamond and is left in angry despair (p 737) and then we learn made the best of things. The medium we live in influences our behavior profoundly.
Something Prof Frawley quoted about we have to have some barrier between us and the pain of the world (the idea is found in the famous squirrel passage) reminded me of Ta Nehisi-Coates’s title to his book: Between the World and Me.
We looked at the metaphors of mirrors recurring again (Ch 72, p 733, Finale, p 832). Eliot just showing us a fragment of these peoples’ lives. There is a tension between knowing and feeling throughout . Dorothea finds the right way through her feeling, her emotional understanding. Celia cannot understand how it all came about (marrying Ladislaw) because she’d have to feel the way Dorothea does.
As a historical novel (Reform bill mentioned), medical history, the language of seeing yourself in your career: Lydgate always considered himself a failure. (I consider myself a failure too.) Working out the theme of gossip again. How little people know one another. Dorothea cannot bear to think badly of Will; Will more the realist, has an understanding of what the hurdles in life are. How Mrs Bulstrode forgives her husband (not that he ever hurt her); Casaubon not given time for reparations.
Prof Frawley kept coming back throughout the sessions to the importance of the theme of sympathy in the novel. Power of the presence of a noble nature to another who can appreciate it (p. 762). Will and Dorothea were both bereft without one another; they can now still work out their lives for others (Ch 83, p 809). We feel that Ladislaw will treat Dorothea as an equal. Eliot shows great respect for independence. Mary Garth makes a bold move when she gets Fred to reject the upper class career track for another less much less respected. Our finest protagonists are Dorothea, Lydgate. They become exiles from Middlemarch while Mary and Fred stay.
Language of pity now saturates this last phase. Poor this person, poor that. Ladislaw recognizes the extent of Lydgate’s deep trouble (p 782). Lydgate thinks he must walk with he burden of this fragile creature (Rosamond) on him, only we see she is not so fragile. Dorothea can bring out a moment of selflessness in Rosamond, make her appreciate this in another — for a moment.
Of course the final peroration is so beautiful (it’s read aloud by Judi Dench in the film) but we ended on a passage shortly before that, Ch 80, p 788: where Dorothea cries all night, then wakes to find “the light piercing her room,” and gets up and sees the painterly scene of the man, wife, and baby walking through a road, a dog, the bending sky with its pearly light, she is part of a “involuntary palpitating Life” and she cannot look out from “luxurious shelter as a spectator, nor hide her eyes in selfish complaining.” This is the novel telling us, making us feel what it means to be alive. Beautiful moment.
Andrew Davies’ Middlemarch has been written about numerous times. I find I did cite some good essays and wrote about in in a blog on December 19, 2009;
It’s very great, moving, sombre, psychologically subtle as well as naturalistic. The colors throughout are muted: browns, greens, tans, the color of the natural world and ordinary buildings. Davies and his team stick to continuity in the manner of 1970s-80s film adaptations, much is conveyed through words in fully developed carefully nuanced dramatic scenes; the storyline and symbols feel controlled — there is some voice over and flashbacks with dreams, but this is kept to a minimum. This is a stately production, quiet sober melodious music, the paratext is the title carved in stone:
As people have remarked, the central figure is no longer Dorothea Brooke (Juliet Aubrey), but instead Tertius Lydgate (Douglas Hodge), even if she is still a core force in the film’s drama and a linking figure. Davies makes Casaubon (played so movingly by Patrick Malahide) a sympathetic figure, a weak and intense man and makes a parallel between Casaubon’s broken dreams and Lydgate’s explicit. Casaubon’s affection for Dorothea is touching before the marriage and he is a poignant figure when told he is to die. Casaubon may be waspish, and he is utterly self-centered, short-tempered, all of which makes him very real; he is also sensitive, isolated, and wants his project to reach people. The most moving still in the whole movie is of Malahide from the back looking at the flowing river after he has been told by Lydgate, he could die of a heart attack at any time.
Davies also brings out his older man’s love for this young woman (a subject which Davies repeatedly returns to and makes far more emphatic than his sources do) and the vulnerability of the well-meaning ethical man (so Lydgate brings us back to Stephen Daker of A Very Peculiar Practice).
Davies displays great sympathy for Dorothea: she is innocent because her wealth has sheltered her. Her nature is not vain, and her impulse is to plain truth-telling: as with Lydgate Davies is developing a core type of heroine: Juliet Aubrey as Dorothea resembles Justine Waddell as Molly in gestures, words, body stance
8/3/2020: Watching again I keep coming close to tears. I have to wipe my eyes as they fill. It’s so beautiful and painful. I’m especially distressed for Lydgate. I’ve watched this series perhaps more than 3 times already and yet I still cringe just before Lydgate’s scenes with Rosamund. Davies enters into his characters, and takes us with him there too.
In The Classic novel: from Page to Screen, ed Giddings and Sheen, Platt and MacKillop, Ian MacKillop and Alison Platt’s “‘Beholding in a magic panorama: television and the illustration of Middlemarch,” MacKillop and Platt point out the film goes for a larger and social perspective far more than an intimate delving (which George Eliot does in her book).
The film works the way a friend and scholar, Carlo Bitossi wrote about in some lecture notes he sent me: there is a genuine historical framing. One could say the film-makers have tried to use film to tell wider history.
MacKillop and Platt commend Davies Farebrother character and Simon Chandler’s performance as a man of unfufilled potential, simply there, but whose intelligence and decency shines out.
I did think Elizabeth Spriggs played her part as Mrs Cadwallader perfectly too.
E.M.
Small note, non sequitor. Just now I’m reading — trying to — Elizabeth Bowen’s Death of the Heart. I actually am keeping up with this – but it’s not easy because it’s really meant to be read intensely and with little interruption full attention &c. But I promised myself I would read one more Bowen book before I put down all of this spring’s work I did in order to teach 20th century women’s political novels. My choice for Bowen was The Last September, and I suggested they see the film adaptation plus the powerful movie made from The Heat of the Day.
What I am finding is how much Hermione Lee when she wants to can illuminate a book, explain it bring it alive. She did that for Penelope Fitzgerald, for Edith Wharton, but here I think she is even better maybe because her text is better and she is without inhibitions about what to tell us
I commended Eliot for her depth of understanding, the fullness of aliveness, how much thought and feeling she gets into her text — this kind of thing is true also of all Bowen’s texts – non-fiction as well as fiction.
E.M.
Angela Clayton (from Janeites):
“I love Middlemarch! While I find Austen more fun to read, the way the two primary couples in Middlemarch are presented really surpasses the character
development in Austen. Obviously Austen is wittier and has a sardonic tone
that’s more fun.
This exchange between the posh Rosamond and her financially struggling
husband Lydgate is perhaps my favorite picture of marital non-bliss in all
literature, culminating in this narratorial exclamation: “Poor Lydgate! Or shall I say Poor Rosamond! Each lived in a world of which the other knew nothing.” The narrator later adds this observation: “She was as blind to his inward troubles as he to hers; she had not yet learned those hidden conflicts in her husband which claim our pity. She had not yet listened patiently to his heart-beats, but only felt that her own was beating violently.” The limitations of their gender roles, and their romanticization of those roles and of marriage in general create an unbridgeable rift between spouses. It’s tragic, but so articulately portrayed.”
My reply: Yes Angela, that is a memorable scene and it’s the narrator who thickens and universalizes it.
I love Wives & Daughters but in the way of Austen’s fiction, it lacks the larger perspective we find in Middlemarch. We find signs and words of acknowledgement of some of these but they are not developed in either this Gaskell (she has others where they are) or Eliot’s Middlemarch.
Connected:
Nick Holland’s blog on Charlotte Bronte’s hostility to Anne Bronte’s Tenant of Wildfell Hall, where her barricade against publishing it still keeps it relatively unknown.
An attitude similar to Charlotte and other readers’ hostility to The Tenant of Wildfell Hall towards George Eliot’s “Janet’s Repentance.” It is basically a story about a violently abused woman, but she does not command the empathy nor can her story do its work because she has become alcoholic as a way of coping with her reality. There is still unthinking prejudice against & rejection of women who become alcoholics — as is not the case for violent alcoholic men. Eliot’s title feeds into this and it’s included in three tales whose title (“clerical tales”) further obscures its important content: that the community collude in the abuse of Janet. I have tried teaching it and been only partly successful
http://www.annebronte.org/2021/08/15/charlotte-bronte-on-the-tenant-of-wildfell-hall/
[…] change my taste. I like best earlier serious literature — for example,for a fourth time, Eliot’s Middlemarch (thus the above coming lunch with Maria Frawley — see above), which I also re-saw — the […]