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Cannonball Read III: A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

By Karo | Posted Under Book Reviews | Comments (15)



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I am one of those people who spends too much time feeling accomplished for reading a lot of the classics. I do like most of them and have come back for the more obscure ones, but man, do I love being able to tick more and more boxes in all those literature questionnaires (I also love questionnaires way too much).

But maybe I’m not doing myself and Charles Dickens justice. I loved Bleak House and found David Copperfield interesting enough to finish it within a week. More importantly, those books taught me a lot about Victorian novels: Sometimes, you have to skim in order to keep your sanity. When Dickens goes on a spiritual rant, I turn the page. Sometimes I lose track of the story, because Dickens actually has a point in his rants. He wrote enormous amounts of enormous novels and mastered the art of never being too obvious. Quite often, this makes it hard for the reader to get the gist of the story, and I’m not entirely sure I have this problem because Victorian English is still foreign to me. Dickens was just so good that he could afford to play around with language.

The setting of A Tale of Two Cities is an unfamiliar one at first: It takes us further back, past the good old Vitorian days—more precisely, to the days of the French revolution. The scope of the novel seems breathtaking; Dickens proposes to paint a picture of both France and England in those days, of a whole time (the famous “best of times and worst of times”). He accomplishes it, while managing to take the reader in by focusing on a small number of characters. Alexandre Manette, a French Doctor, is released from the Bastille after years of captivity, and reunited with his daughter Lucie, who lives in England. Manette is traumatized but slowly brought back to life by Lucie’s love and the support of his few friends (Dickens is only too happy to supply suitably sentimental descriptions). Lucie falls in love with another Frenchman in exile, the dashing Charles Darnay, who turns out to be an aristrocrat on the run from his family’s bad deeds towards the enslaved peasantry. In an attempt to save a loyal servant who is caught up in the tumult of the revolution, Darnay travels to Paris and is promptly arrested. His family’s attempts to rescue him form the last, and most exciting part of the novel.

Apart from his usual sentimental description of young love, old loyalty and pure goodness of heart, Dickens excels in capturing the mood of France in the years of the revolution. He describes the suffering of the people without the usual sentimentality, and caricatures the aristocracy with a good amount of bile, while at the same time condemning the senseless slaughter in the name of the young Republic. I found it hard at first to unite those two viewpoints, in that silly, polar way of thinking that makes sane, balanced literature a necessity. I eventually realised there is no simple right or wrong, even in Victorian literature. Dickens makes it clear that while he thinks both extremes wrong, a bloody revolution as this was, was necessary for France to make a complete fresh start with new, better rules, laws and conditions.

As for the story, nobody really wins. While on the surface level there is the expected happy ending, the overall mood is one of despair and loss. The long-term effects of the revolution are yet to come, and we leave Paris in a hurried, panicked way. As far as Dickens goes, this is strong, dark stuff that goes beyond the description of individual fate. Not what I expected, but all the better for it.


For more of Karo’s reviews, check out her blog, …and then I read some more.

This review is part of Cannonball Read III. For more information, click here.









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Comments

It is a far, far better thing I do to comment on this lovely review.

Posted by: PaddyDog at October 17, 2011 10:20 AM

Excellent review! Everything you said in the first paragraph is totally me, too. :) I loved TTC, as I have all the Dickens (and most Victorian literature) I've read so far, which is not enough. Have you read Oliver Twist? Hilarious!

Posted by: Samantha at October 17, 2011 11:21 AM

TTC strikes me as fairly minor Dickens. I honestly think one of the resons it's so popular (and why it's often on high school reading lists) is that it's probably the shortest of his novels (many of which are 800 pages long -- or more). It's an enjoyable read, but if you want to get a real taste of what Dickens could do, I suggest reading the excellent Bleak House or Great Expectations.

Posted by: jimbob at October 17, 2011 12:26 PM

Was anybody else as creeped out by Madame DeFarge as I was? She still scares me in a weird way. I'd go as her for Halloweener but I already have my Katherine Heigel costume all ready to go.

Posted by: klingonfree at October 17, 2011 1:27 PM

klingonfree:

We really are sharing a brain. I was Madame Defarge three years ago, complete with red white and blue knitting (I spent a week doing it before the party). Sadly only about three people knew who I was.

Posted by: PaddyDog at October 17, 2011 2:03 PM


great review. dickens is pure gold. no one who has read TTC will
ever forget the final lines.
nice to see an occasional book review on this site.

Posted by: snake at October 17, 2011 2:26 PM

Paddydog: Words escape me. That is a GENIUS costume and I am not just sayin that because I have considered it every year since reading TTC. On a related note, my little brother (another Dickens hound) was jacob Marley one year and when someone asking him who he was supposed to be, my brother replied "Marley," to which Puzzled Cretinous Wretch replied, "Bob?"

It was the worst of times...

Posted by: klingonfree at October 17, 2011 2:58 PM

wait, did someone call ttc a minor Dickens work?!? It's shorter than many of his books - but still beautiful!!!

Posted by: danielle at October 17, 2011 4:16 PM

Don't you have Dickens Christmas ornaments PaddyDog?

We have an advent calendar with excerpts from A Christmas Carol.

Posted by: Mrs. Julien at October 17, 2011 4:21 PM

Yes. I confess to having a full set of ornaments of the characters in A Christmas Carol. I'm a bit of a Dickens maniac. I've also been Miss Havisham for Halloween. And I once played Orphan #3 in my primary school production of Oliver Twist.
I assure you there has never been a more dedicated cross-dressing Orphan #3 ever.

Posted by: PaddyDog at October 17, 2011 4:37 PM

Great Ecpectations did nothing for me but I loved Tale of Two Cities. It's one of my favorite books

Posted by: Sadie at October 17, 2011 5:56 PM

This is the only Dickens I've ever been able to get through, and one of my favorite books. The characters of Sydney and the Defarges were the main reason, because I tended to make faces every time Lucy showed up in her silly perfection. But I love the atmosphere and the writing. Great review!

Posted by: Figgy at October 17, 2011 6:26 PM

I think that the shortest Dickens novel is HARD TIMES.

Posted by: Arkansan at October 17, 2011 9:55 PM

I am also a Dickens fan. I remember reading Great Expectations my freshman year of high school and being one of the only people who enjoyed it in my whole class. Long but so worth the read.

I adore TTC. I think I have read it at least four times since high school. I actually named my stuffed bear that I got from my high school boyfriend after Sydney Carton, that's how much I love that character. (I still have the bear by the way - he currently has residence in my oldest daughter's bedroom.) Great review, though I would have enjoyed a shout out to Mr. Carton. I am with you, Figgy, Sydney and the Defarges are literary gold if you ask me.

I was actually thinking about this book the other day as I was listening to news stories about the Occupy Wall Street protests - the haves vs. the have-nots.

Posted by: prairiegirl at October 17, 2011 10:28 PM

Great Expectations is one of the worst books I've ever read. It might as well have been called "Pip makes a serious of obvious mistakes while the reader impotently bangs on the glass, failing to get his attention"

I mean really, has there ever been a more self-obsessed, panty-waisted, undeserving pile of shitcock than Pip? I wanted to strangle him from the moment we met him, I'd have trodden on him as a baby (he's the baby in this scenario, not me), I'd leave him in a dirt hole and tell him I couldn't save him on the Sabbath though it's really Tuesday, I would beat him to death with a brick, I'd drown him in Miss Havisham's wedding dress, I'd do simply anything to shut that little shit up.

Posted by: Ender at October 18, 2011 5:27 AM