Showing posts with label Sylvia Plath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sylvia Plath. Show all posts

Friday, February 20, 2009

20. Plath, Sylvia. The Bell Jar. 244 pages. 2.20.09.

I am almost sorry to say that my reading of Sylvia Plath's novel The Bell Jar was not nearly as moving or thought-provoking as it seems to be for so many. In my opinion, The Bell Jar's Esther Greenwood is entirely unsympathetic, to the detriment of the novel. While I recognize the necessity of emphasizing her deterioration, I found her to be overly melodramatic and weak (while still recognizing her "condition"), and I loathed her from the start. While I will allow that Plath's prose is more eloquent than her poetry I failed to find evidence of the brilliance so often extolled.