What a remarkable and beautiful story. You forget for a moment that it is a work of fiction because it could absolutely be 100% true...and, I'm assuming IS based on truth and lots of wonderful research.
The reader is excellent, the story is superb and I was sad when it ended. I must look for other work now from this author.
Listening to the end of this book I was yelling "Who cares?"
I think I am in the minority. I can't believe so many people like this book. I liked the historical information, but the main character goes on and on and on with emotional torment.
I was so glad it was over, I only finished it because it was a selection for book club. If I heard "bed business" one more time, I was going to scream.
In the beginning, this book has many parallels to 'memoirs of a geisha', but by the end they are nothing alike in my mind. I really appreciated the writers ability to be so transparent in her description of her characters' psyches and the depth of their relationship. This is really a love story between two friends, and a lot of food for deep psychoanalytical musing, if you are in the mood...
The story was disappointing. I didn't find any of the characters likable. The friendship between the two main women left me empty. The placid acceptance of the thankless role of women in China at the time of the story, not to mention the AWFUL foot binding, was so frustrating and depressing. It made me want to shake the woman. GET ANGRY! At least feel angry. Express your anger about your plight and the plight of women to your dearest friend. But she didn't. In addition, I found the reader's delivery distracting. Even had the material been something I liked, the way it was told would have ruined it.
I hope not!
Her delivery was so dramatized, I kept expecting something really big was going to happen in the next sentence. It rarely did.
It was interesting to learn about Chinese culture.
Lisa See's memoir was interesting but with too many verbose, repetitious, boring stretches. Books about Chinese culture have always interested me but I had never heard of the lautong (sp) relationship between girls. It bothered me because it seemed to encourage lesbianism. I also didn't care for the narrator. The way she clipped words was unnatural and she made everything sound too melodramatic. If you want a good book about Chinese life, I would recommend one written by Pearl Buck.