Hooray! I finished The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas! That was my main heavy reading book for this summer—now I can coast.
I won’t say it was the best book I’ve ever read—but it was fun and had a bit of adventure to it. I expect that the movie has even more swashbuckling action. I liked one particular description, when in admiration of a Musketeer, he was called an “earclipper”!
Should I watch the movie version with Gene Kelly or Douglas Fairbanks? (Both is the correct answer.)
The first few hundred pages (!) went by easily enough, then there was a lull, and then–all of a sudden—you know how it is when you’ve written 600 pages and things don’t seem to be going anywhere in the plot?–Dumas pulled himself up by his bootstraps and then the action was nonstop for the last 100 pages. Was there a mite too much “explaining” in the text?
Did you get the feeling Dumas was wrapping things up in a hurry? Yes and yes.
(Spoiler alert . . .)
And then, wham, bang, women are fainting and being poisoned and guillotined left and right and we are put out on the doorstep with the breakup of the Musketeers(!)—-all in the space of a few final pages. Hm-m-m.
So now, with the Big Guy checked off the list, I can proceed to my seven others, which I’ve dipped into and also checked off:
All Quiet On the Western Front (Remarque) was read for book club in June. Check.
I read Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie. Granted, an abridged version, but I get the idea. Check.
American Rust was the book club book for July. I read 50 pages and hated it, so closed it. And the book club group didn’t like it either. Got great reviews. Why? Supposedly the author, Philipp Meyer, was inspired by James Joyce, William Faulkner and Hemingway.
Really? Give me a break.
Lolita (Nabokov) will be the August book club selection. I’ll shelve it til later.
I’m going to start Under the Greenwood Tree by Thomas Hardy next. First line:
“To dwellers in a wood almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.”
Well, we might need a snack to get into this one . . .
I have reread the first in the Lucia series by E.F. Benson. Check.
I’m part-time reading “la nièce de Flaubert” by Willa Cather in French. And I think someone is visiting a nice hotel and is finding an older woman who dines alone interesting. I think. Je pense que-
So, to summarize, out of eight books on my list, four are checked off, one won’t be read and I still have three to go. Not bad.
How is your summer reading list going along?