I’m going to start with the Jane Austen novel that is the
most famous and the most loved. It’s so
commonly known (and its plot is so often copied in today’s rom-com movies) that
I will forego the story synopsis and get right down to talking about the
characters.
Pride and Prejudice was the reason I bought the
complete Jane Austen novel collection; I had seen the Wishbone episode on “P&P” (as we Austenites affectionately call
it) and wanted to read it myself. Some
of my fondest reading memories are of lying on the carpet behind our couch,
head propped up on my wrists over the tiny lettering.
It was from P&P I learned what “amiable” meant. (Jane Austen loves the word “amiable.”
Just read all her stuff and you’ll see I’m right.) It is also from P&P that my mom and
sister and I gleaned the phrase “her lace slipped” as a euphemism for a low-cut
blouse.
Unlike most Austenites, I don’t really care for Mr.
Darcy, at least in comparison with other literary gentlemen. And I don’t even see what’s so particularly
spectacular about our heroine, Elizabeth. But put them in a room together, and sparks fly. The fact is, this novel has two flawed,
normal characters who share the same shortcomings (pride and prejudice) as well
as the same virtues (discretion, honor, common sense). Austen wrote with a wit that makes this book
easily read as a romantic comedy, but make no mistake: there is real heart
underneath the humor.