Paperback, Little black classics #42, 64 pages
Published February 26th 2015 by Penguin (first published 1892)
‘The color is hideous enough, and unreliable enough, and infuriating enough, but the pattern is torturing.’
Written with barely controlled fury after she was confined to her room for ‘nerves’ and forbidden to write, Gilman’s pioneering feminist horror story scandalized nineteenth-century readers with its portrayal of a woman who loses her mind because she has literally nothing to do.
Damn! Damn damn damn! That is freaking creepy to the bones. Creepy and deep. It shows a woman, who is believed to be by her husband, which is a physician, sick. And instead of supporting her on doing what she wants to be well, he confines her on a house they had rented and expects her to be well alone. This book talk will only be short, like the book.
I give it 4/5 stars because damn if this isn’t creepy then I don’t know what is.
The writing. So short but so meaningful. I loved that for a classic it doesn’t have that purple prose quality that many classics have. It is direct to the point but still gets you thinking and not spoon feed you with the clues. I love it!
The characters are representations of society and I can see the enigmas that surround mental health in this book. We must not confine people who we believe are sick. We must support them in order for them to get better. I understand that John thinks he is doing good of her wife but he should have just taken her to a specialist. Men sometimes think that women are so irrational that they will disregard what they feel. Men and women should be both valued equally and not treated based on genders.
The ending! Ugh that was so brilliant! She felt that she was caged so she got out of that caged and thus turning out that the lady in the wallpaper is her. That was so good! I love the right amount of creepiness and the right amount of feministic views and mental health awareness in this book.
Thanks for reading!