The Turn of the Screw / Daisy Miller

A respeito apenas à novela Daisy Miller dessa edição da L&PM (a pobre editora perdeu cerca de 900 mil livros na enchente de Porto Alegre), já que reli A volta do Parafuso na edição da TAG no fim do ano passado.
Daisy Miller parece uma espécie de sobrinha da Condessa Olenska da Wharton, extremamente espontânea e por isso vilanizada pela alta sociedade.
Novelinha que dá pra ler numa sentada, mas que é bem triste pela violência de gênero que testemunhamos.
Podemos agradecer que muita coisa mudou em 150 anos, mas ainda há resquícios desse tipo de violência nos misóginos de plantão, taí os redpill que não me deixam mentir.
Plus: Hoje faz 50 anos de estreia da adaptação do Bogdanovich para o cinema, um filme que teoricamente show more destruiu a carreira dele, mas ultimamente tenho visto muita gente chamando para revisitá-lo. show less

The Turn of the Screw: Read this in prep. for seeing the newest adaption (there are at least a dozen already...) which is the 2020 “The Turning.”

Overall thoughts of the novella; We are left wondering if this is truly a ghost story or a story of a woman losing her mind. Perhaps a bit of both? Our unreliable narrator leaves us wondering what her true motives are in looking after these children. Does she truly care? Is she more after the man of the house’s heart? Are the ghosts real or has her mind run away from her in this manor of shadows and troublesome children? Overall enjoyed the story and the last chapter did have me holding my breath!

Won’t say much more as the story is so very short, but the scariest part of this is show more honestly the obsession that our main character has with the beauty of the children, Miles in particular. I’m just stepping foot into victorian era literature and their obsession with a beautiful face astounds me.

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Somewhat challenging to read, with dialogue and social context on display from over a hundred years ago, still both stories in this volume by Henry James are appealing each in their own right.
Turn of the Screw, with its conversations between the two primary interacting characters consisting of innuendos, unspoken assumptions, references to things unspoken, and an innate sense of 'something wrong' is said to be a classic of Euro-American literature. I accept that. The 'horror' that is presented, discussed, shied away from, and then confronted and finally embraced is never fully stated, but the author presents it such that the reader understands, after a while, that there is more going on in the minds of the characters than is recorded show more in the words on the page. Still, worth the endeavor and challenge to read.
Daisy Miller is more accessible from the standpoint of 130 years removed from its original publication, being not as psyco-sociologically involved but more clearly and openly stated. Interaction of 'colliding' cultural sensitivities, assumptions, and expectations are on display, but also like 'Screw' there is a bit of unwritten knowledge that the characters seem to have that the reader is drawn in to fill in the gaps.
This little volume has been on our shelf for years. I'm satisfied that I got around to reading it. show less

The Turn of the Screw is the sort of thing that's probably best to read fresh, without any prior knowledge of plot and possible themes. Therefore, I will say very little.

I enjoyed it, for the most part, particularly Henry James' writing style - long, captivating, magical sentences with lots of commas and dashes. Plus the story has creepy, weird children as two of the main characters (it's already been decided that my next two cat names will be Flora and Miles.) What's not to like?

Just finished these two. I think I liked "The Turn of the Screw" best because it was a suspenseful ghost story and it really held my attention. I could never exactly figure out what "Daisy Miller" was about. Just a girl who was young and kind of naive and people didn't like it when she didn't go by their social rules. And it was only 90 pages, so I didn't really think it said too much -- at least not to me.

W-what the hell was that!!!!!?????!!!!!!!!
This felt like trying to read through Bourdieu’s incomprehensibly convoluted writing; I kept getting lost to no avail. Can’t seem to be able to draw my own conclusions because everything felt like a floating mess. Finishing this really felt as if I had just been exorcised.
I feel like I need a palate cleansing after this.

what an interesting little read. I'm pretty sure I've seen a movie on this same theme but the book was much much better. I knew the end (because of the movie) but it was still a fun little mystery.