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"Virginia Woolf's extraordinary last novel, Between the Acts, was published in July 1941. In the weeks before she died in March that year, Woolf wrote that she planned to continue revising the book and that it was not ready for publication. Her husband prepared the work for publication after her death, and his revisions have become part of the text now widely read by students and scholars. Unlike most previous editions, the Cambridge edition returns to the final version of the novel as Woolf left it, examining the stages of composition and publication. Using the final typescript as a guide, this edition fully collates all variants and thus accounts for all the editorial decisions made by Leonard Woolf for the first published edition. With detailed explanatory notes, a chronology and an informative critical introduction, this volume will allow scholars to develop a fuller understanding of Woolf's last work"--… (more)
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The novel unfolds over a single day in June, just weeks before the outbreak of
There are so many themes at play that it's impossible to do them justice without reading the book. Most interestingly, the amateurish play - which gallops through key periods in English history - forces the villagers to look starkly at themselves as they are that day and asks what they represent - do they stand together as a community or are they more caught up in the business of idle gossip and ill will towards each other'? Most of the audience don't understand the play, or if they do indignantly choose to turn the spotlight away from themselves and back onto the failures of the play itself.
Intertwined in this are the different streams of consciousness of many interesting characters, heavily interspersed with references to other great works of literature, including Shakespeare, Keats and Wordsworth. They watch the play as one, but inside their minds are battling lonely, personal demons.
Having read the introductory notes after I finished the book, I don't for a minute think I'll ever be able to fully understand and appreciate the myriad of layers and influences Woolf weaved into her writing. But again, like with To the Lighthouse, she conveyed so sharply both the physical and psychological mood of that day it was like stepping into the garden and becoming part of the audience.
This is definitely not a plot-driven book, but the very rare talent of Virginia Woolf and her brilliant mind shines bright once again.
I'm dropping half a star as parts of the narrative of the play itself were a little dull, but still a sterling 4.5 stars for me.
It takes place on a summer day with the inhabitants of a small village putting on and watching a play. The interesting part is the
Anyway, the relationship between the husband and wife pair, Giles and Isa, is the most interesting. It's subtly told, but both are attracted to other people, at least superficially, but in the end they wind up as always, with only each other to talk to once the guests all leave.
This is good for [[Virginia Woolf]] completists, but otherwise I'd recommend her more well-known books as the place to start.
The novel concerns an annual pageant in a small English country village in which the residents put on a play--the topic of which, this year, is the (condensed) history of England. The various townspeople, however, are the real story: each person has something hidden beneath the surface and, as the play struggles to fight the impending storm and complete itself before mother nature interferes, those true qualities begin to bubble up and distribute tension amongst the otherwise quiet masses.
The most fascinating characters in the novel are Giles and Isa Oliver, a married couple with children whose mutual disinterest in each other begins to boil over as the pageant wears on. Rather than give us intense insight into these two characters, however, Woolf gives their plight to us through the lens of the flirtatious Mrs. Manresa, whose shameless attempts to hit on Giles come off as more irritating than suggestive. It makes the reader wonder what Giles could possibly see in her, which derails us from the true nature of what's in Giles mind.
Equally compelling but unexplored is the fate of Miss La Trobe, who staged and wrote the pageant. We get the sense, based on her particularities and obsessive running of the play, that she has a great stake in its outcome, though the rest of the audience is either hypercritical or otherwise disinterested. It would be nice to know more about why she is so invested in the play, and what makes her the way she is, but with so many other people in the cast with issues to be explored, the truly fascinating like Miss La Trobe are left criminally underserved.
The problem ultimately is that, while Woolf has bravely attempted to expand her vision and cover a wide variety of people and backstories, the characters in Between the Acts lack the depth and interest to truly make her plan work. The result is a work that feels like it's missing something, that doesn't necessarily exude the kind of authority that Mrs Dalloway and To the Lighthouse effortlessly do. The sense of Woolf trying too hard comes through far too much here, making this a book that is not nearly as memorable as her better-known works.
That was a long introduction to get to what I wanted to say -- I was somewhat disappointed in this story. I found the plot confusing, which only exacerbated the difficulty of keeping the characters straight. Some characters were referred to by name, but I had to guess who was whom when unnamed characters appeared.
The novel relates the events of a single day in the life of the Oliver family who host a village pageant at their country estate. Beneath the surface, the villagers suffer from sorrow, boredom, angst, and confusion about the pageant, which tells the story of a number of episodes from English history. The play reveals the inner conflicts and dissatisfactions they all share.
Woolf’s wonderful prose flowed over every page, but the interruptions to clear up confusions diluted my enjoyment. True, I did have a lot on my mind last week, so I will try this one again later. Also, this was her last novel before she walked into the River Ouse, so perhaps it needed much more work, she knew it, and was exhausted to the point of giving up. (3-1/2 Stars)
--Jim, 10/23/10
The story is about a group of
While the book was published posthumously, a forward indicates that Woolfe wasn't likely to revise it much plotwise by that point in its publication process. It seems like this one really missed the mark.
Unlike her previous book The Years,
With this novel too, you can tell Virginia Woolf had bipolar. Her previous novel was so off from this one and before that, flush was similar to this one. None of her books are the same and they all have different moods if you try to read them in the order she wrote them.
I have read all but one of her novels (because I can't find the edition I want), so as of now I'm finished with her novels. I still need to read her essays and diaries. Love the fact this woman wrote just abut anything and not for money either, because she love to write. One of the many reasons she my idol.
And then the shower fell, sudden, profuse.
No one had seen the cloud coming. There it was, black, swollen, on top of them. Down it poured like all the people in the world weeping. Tears. Tears. Tears.”
This was Virginia Woolf's last book -- finished but not completely edited before she ended her life in March 1941, and published by her husband shortly after her death. She gives us the story of a family living on a country estate in England and hosting the annual local pageant -- a play put on by the people in the community to raise money for the church. The household consists of the elderly Bartholomew Oliver and his sister Lucy Swithin, Mr. Oliver's son, Giles, and Giles' wife Isa and their young son. Before the pageant, two unexpected guests turn up for lunch -- the flirtatious and unconventional Mrs. Mansresa and her friend, an artist, William Dodge. Mrs. Manresa flirts with Giles and Isa gets jealous, but also can't get the thought of a local gentleman farmer out of her head.
In true VW fashion, we move in and out of all the character's heads through the course of the book. We also break from the action of the book to watch the play with the rest of the audience, stopping for a tea break and a brief rain storm. We get a healthy dose of social criticism, particularly in the interplay between the locals watching the play, and no one examines the human drama of aging and the patina our histories leave on our present day better than Virginia Woolf. Written as England entered the war, this is sometimes a dark novel, and often very melancholy, but it it is dark and melancholy in the way of real families, relationships, and personalities. I really liked it.