At this point we discourse about The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin. The novel is long. In its final part falls into repetitions and history seems to me dive, but this is more than made really good parts. After that, the story becomes a portrait of the progressive economic rise of Scarlett that carries a greater social ostracism to negotiate with the Yankees dirty and sideline the southern traditions. A party of interest in the portrait of the social and political climate (keeping in mind the dichotomy presented above), but that ultimately seems rather repetitive.
It is the great success that Margaret Mitchell had to give prominence to two figures that move away completely from Figure romantic heroes. And that, precisely for this distance, stand as such. Butler and Scarlett O’Hara are not heroes. In any other novel would be the villains. They are cynical, selfish, freeloaders, liars and manipulators. Butler category raises rogue art becoming sympathetic to model thousands of players in later romance novels. Especially when contrasted with and society of Atlanta, correct society that remembers better times seems trapped in custom travel and indolence. Instead, Scarlett conforms to modern times and will do whatever it takes to not to starve neither she nor his. Even if it means agreeing with the enemy, steal, kill or exploit other human beings. And that makes villain.
A punishment to become everything a southern lady should not become. Punished and vilified at all but in the eyes of the reader. Poor so strong, complex, tough, funny and cynical as Scarlett is the best.All framed in a historical view of the Southern United States well documented and explained, but suffers from overly idealized what in my opinion breaks the historical verisimilitude. The South presented as a lost paradise, where all men were handsome, arrogant and Gentiles, where the ladies were beautiful, peaceful people and slaves were happy and grateful to their situation. An Arcadia that was cut short by the arrival of the evil people of the North, vile people and rabble who came to destroy a wonderful place and uproot morality. Lucky brave knights south through the Ku Klux Klan advocates maintain things in place. In this dichotomy we move.
As the absolute villainy of the northern characters barely average, does in my opinion a disservice to the novel can no longer to claim their role as historical portrait of a time goes idealization and melodrama. Yes, terribly entertaining. Gone with the Wind is a good and very entertaining novel. Good characters, good plot and excess pages. A statement to start: nothing has liked Songs for Paula. It is that it reads fast. Less than a day lasted me the story of Paula and her loves. This is not to find that its pages lay an addictive and thrilling story. Songs for Paula is a terribly shallow novel. There is nothing beyond the encapsulation of a No second reading. No background. Behind the argument, there is nothing. Paula pursued by three guys. Are types, rigid structures that serve the saga and plot? There is nothing more than appearance. Paula is perfect and beautiful. Angel is a great kid with too many doubts. Alex is perfect in every breath.