#Lowood

[cynosurus]

The character Helen Burns, the saintly and sickly school friend in Jane Eyre, gives strong signs of what we today would call ADHD like symptoms! Just listen to this, it fucking makes me cry. She has just been punished with the cane for being untidy, and this is how she talks of herself:

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"You say you have faults, Helen: what are they? To me you seem very good."

"Then learn from me, not to judge by appearances: I am, as Miss Scatcherd said, slatternly; I seldom put, and never keep, things in order; I am careless; I forget rules; I read when I should learn my lessons; I have no method; and sometimes I say, like you, I cannot bear to be subjected to systematic arrangements. This is all very provoking to Miss Scatcherd, who is naturally neat, punctual, and particular."

"And cross and cruel," I added; but Helen Burns would not admit my addition: she kept silence.

"Is Miss Temple as severe to you as Miss Scatcherd?"

At the utterance of Miss Temple's name, a soft smile flitted over her grave face.

"Miss Temple is full of goodness; it pains her to be severe to any one, even the worst in the school: she sees my errors, and tells me of them gently; and, if I do anything worthy of praise, she gives me my meed liberally. One strong proof of my wretchedly defective nature is, that even her expostulations, so mild, so rational, have not influence to cure me of my faults; and even her praise, though I value it most highly, cannot stimulate me to continued care and foresight."

"That is curious," said I, "it is so easy to be careful."

"For you I have no doubt it is. I observed you in your class this morning, and saw you were closely attentive: your thoughts never seemed to wander while Miss Miller explained the lesson and questioned you. Now, mine continually rove away; when I should be listening to Miss Scatcherd, and collecting all she says with assiduity, often I lose the very sound of her voice; I fall into a sort of dream. Sometimes I think I am in Northumberland, and that the noises I hear round me are the bubbling of a little brook which runs through Deepden, near our house;—then, when it comes to my turn to reply, I have to be awakened; and having heard nothing of what was read for listening to the visionary brook, I have no answer ready."

"Yet how well you replied this afternoon."

"It was mere chance; the subject on which we had been reading had interested me.

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"And when Miss Temple teaches you, do your thoughts wander then?"

"No, certainly, not often; because Miss Temple has generally something to say which is newer than my own reflections; her language is singularly agreeable to me, and the information she communicates is often just what I wished to gain."

"Well, then, with Miss Temple you are good?"

"Yes, in a passive way: I make no effort; I follow as inclination guides me. There is no merit in such goodness."

[hauntingsoundtracks]

Jane Eyre (1996), directed by Franco Zeffirelli

Lowood, original soundtrack by Claudio Capponi and Alessio Vlad

[fictionadventurer]

Jane Eyre's really going all in on denouncing pretty privilege, huh?

The first on-screen instance of abuse is Mrs. Reed telling her, "You're being punished until you completely revamp your personality to become an extrovert." Multiple people straight-up say, "She'd be lovable if she were pretty." Telling her the family would accept her if she were pretty and sanguine, but because she's plain and melancholic, even perfect behavior isn't good enough.

It's interesting, but also seems like major overkill. I can believe it would be an issue, but not that everyone in her life would phrase it this way to her face. It's reaching Very Special Episode levels of hitting you over the head with the message.

Was this critiquing an actual problem in Victorian society? Or just the literary conventions of what a heroine should be like? Or is it Charlotte protesting too much on behalf of all "not like other girls"? I'm not sure what I think of it yet.

[junk-culture]

actually forget rating jane eyre adaptations based on their faithfulness to the book the quality of acting the chemistry the cinematics etcetera etcetera. let's base our analysis on how cute the dogs playing pilot are

[school-of-all-time]

Round 1, Bracket 4

[blueheartbooks]

"Unveiling the Depths of the Soul: A Profound Exploration of 'Jane Eyre: An Autobiography' by Charlotte Brontë"

Charlotte Brontë's "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography" is an enduring literary masterpiece that transcends the boundaries of time and genre. As I immersed myself in the hauntingly beautiful narrative, I was captivated by Brontë's ability to craft a compelling story that delves into the complexities of love, identity, and societal expectations.

The title itself, "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography," sets the stage for a deeply personal and introspective journey. The novel unfolds as a first-person narrative, allowing readers a direct glimpse into the innermost thoughts and emotions of the protagonist, Jane Eyre. Brontë's decision to frame the story as an autobiography adds an intimate layer to the narrative, creating a profound connection between the reader and the resilient, independent, and fiercely intelligent Jane.

The novel begins with Jane's tumultuous childhood, marked by abuse and neglect at the hands of her aunt and cousins. Brontë paints a vivid picture of Jane's resilience and thirst for knowledge, setting the stage for a character who defies societal expectations and challenges the limitations placed upon her by her gender and social class. Jane's journey from the oppressive Lowood School to her position as a governess at Thornfield Hall is a testament to her indomitable spirit.

One of the most compelling aspects of "Jane Eyre" is the complex and evolving relationship between Jane and Mr. Rochester. Their connection is not a conventional fairy tale romance; rather, it is a nuanced exploration of love that transcends physical appearances and societal norms. Mr. Rochester, a brooding and enigmatic figure, becomes a symbol of Jane's struggle for autonomy and equality in a society that seeks to confine her to predetermined roles.

Brontë's prose is both eloquent and evocative, creating a rich tapestry of emotions and imagery. The novel's atmospheric descriptions contribute to the Gothic undertones, particularly as Jane navigates the mysterious corridors of Thornfield Hall and confronts the secrets concealed within its walls. The vivid landscapes and settings mirror the emotional landscapes of the characters, adding depth and resonance to the narrative.

Beyond the central love story, "Jane Eyre" grapples with profound themes of morality, religion, and the search for identity. Jane's moral compass is unwavering, and her internal conflicts with societal expectations and her own sense of right and wrong provide thought-provoking reflections on the human condition. The novel also addresses issues of class disparity, gender roles, and the constraints imposed on women in the 19th century.

In conclusion, "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography" is a literary tour de force that continues to captivate readers with its timeless themes and complex characters. Brontë's exploration of love, independence, and societal critique is as relevant today as it was in the Victorian era. As I closed the final pages, I marveled at the enduring power of Jane Eyre's story and the indelible mark it has left on the landscape of classic literature.

Charlotte Brontë's "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography" is available in Amazon in paperback 17.99$ and hardcover 25.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 476

Language: English

Rating: 8/10                                           

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

[blueheartbookclub]

"Unveiling the Depths of the Soul: A Profound Exploration of 'Jane Eyre: An Autobiography' by Charlotte Brontë"

Charlotte Brontë's "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography" is an enduring literary masterpiece that transcends the boundaries of time and genre. As I immersed myself in the hauntingly beautiful narrative, I was captivated by Brontë's ability to craft a compelling story that delves into the complexities of love, identity, and societal expectations.

The title itself, "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography," sets the stage for a deeply personal and introspective journey. The novel unfolds as a first-person narrative, allowing readers a direct glimpse into the innermost thoughts and emotions of the protagonist, Jane Eyre. Brontë's decision to frame the story as an autobiography adds an intimate layer to the narrative, creating a profound connection between the reader and the resilient, independent, and fiercely intelligent Jane.

The novel begins with Jane's tumultuous childhood, marked by abuse and neglect at the hands of her aunt and cousins. Brontë paints a vivid picture of Jane's resilience and thirst for knowledge, setting the stage for a character who defies societal expectations and challenges the limitations placed upon her by her gender and social class. Jane's journey from the oppressive Lowood School to her position as a governess at Thornfield Hall is a testament to her indomitable spirit.

One of the most compelling aspects of "Jane Eyre" is the complex and evolving relationship between Jane and Mr. Rochester. Their connection is not a conventional fairy tale romance; rather, it is a nuanced exploration of love that transcends physical appearances and societal norms. Mr. Rochester, a brooding and enigmatic figure, becomes a symbol of Jane's struggle for autonomy and equality in a society that seeks to confine her to predetermined roles.

Brontë's prose is both eloquent and evocative, creating a rich tapestry of emotions and imagery. The novel's atmospheric descriptions contribute to the Gothic undertones, particularly as Jane navigates the mysterious corridors of Thornfield Hall and confronts the secrets concealed within its walls. The vivid landscapes and settings mirror the emotional landscapes of the characters, adding depth and resonance to the narrative.

Beyond the central love story, "Jane Eyre" grapples with profound themes of morality, religion, and the search for identity. Jane's moral compass is unwavering, and her internal conflicts with societal expectations and her own sense of right and wrong provide thought-provoking reflections on the human condition. The novel also addresses issues of class disparity, gender roles, and the constraints imposed on women in the 19th century.

In conclusion, "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography" is a literary tour de force that continues to captivate readers with its timeless themes and complex characters. Brontë's exploration of love, independence, and societal critique is as relevant today as it was in the Victorian era. As I closed the final pages, I marveled at the enduring power of Jane Eyre's story and the indelible mark it has left on the landscape of classic literature.

Charlotte Brontë's "Jane Eyre: An Autobiography" is available in Amazon in paperback 17.99$ and hardcover 25.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 476

Language: English

Rating: 8/10                                           

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

[iocheaira]

btw reading jane eyre “for real” for the first time and well. sorry to emily new favorite brontë

[warriorprincesstramp]

god I LOVE child jane eyre so much... slay little girl!!!!

[the-ever-humming-girl]

[hauntingsoundtracks]

Jane Eyre (1996), directed by Franco Zeffirelli

Inverno a Lowood, original soundtrack by Claudio Capponi and Alessio Vlad

[deschainartnerd]

Theseus Cassio 'Cas' Lowood

[fierceathlete]

"Okay, your warning has been heard and noted down." That didn't mean she'd listen but Meg should at least acknowledge his worry. Staring at the house for a moment, she tried to see if there was actually anything going on. A movement in the window? An odd sense of foreboding? There was nothing though.

At least, none of those things that always got spoken about in ghost stories.

"Shout something like 'Oh shit, I'm being stabbed' if you're dying. Just something to give me a heads up." Another joke, absolutely terrible. Meg was probably the only one who ever found her humor actually funny. "I'll either try to play hero and die in the process or take the car and report your untimely demise to the police. Depends on how I'm feeling."

A lie. She'd probably run in there either way. Stepping off the porch, the ginger didn't get into the car but she stood behind it. Hopefully the vehicle would be a decent shield between her and whatever Cas thought was in the house.

✧˖*°࿐ The look that crossed his features at her musing was better described as a non-expression, like his face had just gone blank or just tired. No, he didn't expect her to cry about it, but a little respect and acknowledgement of the danger being presented would have been nice. It made him nervous to have her around if the shit hit the fan. "Can't say I've ever had human soup but it's not my kind of thing," he said finally, standing up and ignoring the rest of what her face did at his instructions about the car. She'd noticed, but he didn't have a good answer to the unspoken questions, if he was honest.

ㅤThat made it more important to address the spoken ones, and he flicked his eyes between the porch and the car like he was deciding. None of the stories had said anything about outside being an issue, so the ground was probably fine, not that the stories were always right. He wasn't interested in risking the porch, not after Mike, even knowing that Anna had been the exception, not the rule. "It's warmer in the car, but I guess do what you want. I'd stay off the porch and away from the house, though. I've seen someone get yanked into a house by a spirit and it didn't end well."

[agrippinaes]

from whence do you hail? what's your tale of woe? pardon? all governesses have a tale of woe. what's yours? i was brought up by my aunt, mrs. reed of gateshead, in a house even finer than this. i then attended lowood school, where i received an education as good as i could hope for. i have no tale of woe, sir. where are your parents? dead. do you remember them? no. and why are you not with mrs. reed of gateshead now? she cast me off, sir. why? because i was burdensome, and she disliked me. no tale of woe?