Out of this misalliance comes Forster's most stylistically daring novel. As it follows Rickie from the comforts of Cambridge to the petty intrigues of Sawston to the lush, haunted environs of rural Wiltshire, The Longest Journey gives us a comic yet immensely moving vision of a country split between pragmatism and imagination, sober conformity and redemptive eccentricity, upright Christianity and delirious paganism.
I am a great fan of E.M. Forster's novels. I would not recommend this one very highly, however. The book, as a whole, is slow moving, particularly the first quarter of it. I found the book more interesting when the main character, Ricky makes his bad marriage, reconnects with his aunt, and discovers that he has a half-brother. Apart from the slow pace, I found the book rather difficult to follow a number of times. There are shifts of time and place that are not clearly described, but rather left for the listener to infer. There are a lot of interesting characters in this novel. I wish the story had been presented better. Nadia May's narration is superb but does not fully save this audiobook.
Yes, the insipid main character.
The story was sappy, convoluted, lame and interminable. I have enjoyed a number of E.M. Forster's novels, particularly A Passage to India and A Room With a View, but this was very disappointing. It just went on and on with characters it was hard to care about.
She's a fine reader, just had bad material.
I suppose a ruthless editor and a great director could make a movie out of this.
Hard to say -perhaps Miss Prism from "The Importance of Being Earnest"?
It's an awful book full of horrible people. It is very much a period piece but it is difficult to believe there was ever a time when people were so pretentious, snobbish and melodramatic; Forster is terribly earnest and all his characters take themselves incredibly seriously. My advice would have been to lighten up.
The narrator is not Wanda McCaddon but Nadine Rea. She does her best, but the material is awful; it also seems odd to have a female narrate a book where most of the characters are male, and in the end means that she can't do much to distinguish the voices from each other.
God, all of them. Ricky is the central character and unspeakably tedious, so ultimately I'd have to cut him.
I was just very disappointed in this, having enjoyed other works by Forster. It was for my book club so I felt like I needed to make it all the way through, and I feel sorry for the narrator, but it's a pretentious, naive, self-important and very tedious book full of narrow-minded, histrionic and deeply unpleasant people. I can see why it hasn't achieved the success of his other books, and can only be grateful that even Merchant Ivory didn't think it worth filming.
"Pity about reading"
Unfortunately, the quality of the reader's voice does not make this a good listen, and makes it easy to be distracted
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