Jane Austen’s masterpiece, Pride and Prejudice, is an epic novel, and no review or praise of this book, including mine, will yield it justice, and that is why you must read Austen to feel the experience first hand. Let me start by saying the best adaptation of this classic is the 1995 movie with Colin Firth as the ultimate Mr. Darcy and Jennifer Ehle as Elizabeth Bennet. The 2-part long movie and most excellent choice of actors for the main characters create a lovely cinematic experience. The breathtaking characters and dialogue from the movie filled me with an urge to read the book. Jane Austen portrays characters that have clearly withstood the test of time, and through them, she shows us her powerful understanding of the complexities of the human heart and soul.
There have been countless reviews of Jane Austen’s writing style and masterpiece. What else can I say that has not been said already? Perhaps if we are as complex and unique as Austen’s characters, so is the imprint of her book on our heart and soul, and so here is mine.
The recurring themes in Pride and Prejudice, so carefully depicted by Austen, transport you ever so delicately into the world of 1813. These themes, the need for validation and identity for men and women alike, the obsession with honorable deeds and actions, the preservation of character through integrity, weaved perfectly through her flawless prose, create some of the best writing you shall ever read. The language of Austen combined with the perfectly proper use of English at the time makes me long for living in a time and age when such was still the way of speaking.
It is nauseating to tolerate the insufferable characters: Mrs. Bennet, Lydia, Lady Catherine de Bourgh, Miss Bingley, and the infamous Mr. Wickham. Yet it is a small price to pay to take a seat and listen to the symphony of dialogues between Lizzy and Mr. Darcy.
The mistaken impression of the pride of Mr. Darcy character draws ever so much drama in the Bennet family and all their relatives and friends as to make you think he has committed a felony or a serious offense to society. To have pride and to be proud of whom you are and what you possess, in this time and age, was at odds with being a good human being, and considered a character flaw.
The enormous patience, compassion and forgiveness built into the heart and soul of Ms. Jane Bennet, the sweet older sister of Lizzy, is a thing to awe. The patience to withhold any display of emotion, anger, sadness, frustration, loneliness, depression, even in the face of dishonesty, betrayal and poor judgment. Jane has her reasons, and Lizzy argues with them. Lizzy is outspoken and courageous, and yet, even her bravery has to be moderated in a society that values above all things the appearances, manners and one’s designated place within it. Opposites in this regard they may be, Lizzy and Jane can only confide and be intimate with one another as the drama of their lives unfolds before them.
The vivacious heroine of Pride and Prejudice is Elizabeth Bennet, or Lizzy. In Austen’s words, Elizabeth is “as delightful a creature as ever appeared in print”, and alas, I have to agree. Elizabeth is a woman born years before her time for her intellect, perception and judgment. Yet, you cannot help but worship her for finding the delicate balance between defying all who place boundaries on her dreams and politely obeying and playing by all the rules. She is magnificent with her tongue; the English language bows before her, and she makes words dance, sing, and perform remarkably well on the stage of her speeches. She brings Mr. Darcy to his knees at times and sends him off with a rage he has never experienced at other times. She is neither ashamed nor proud of her average class family and yet she refuses to believe that her ties limit her chances of connecting with higher classes of society. She values a genuinely good character above all else, and holds herself to the same standard. At one point, it is this very value that causes her much pain when she realizes how unjustly she had treated Mr. Darcy in his first proposal of marriage. Her indignation of his conduct, after careful study, seemed a bit harsh, and her vexation towards him turns into compassion for him and anger for self. “Til this moment”, Elizabeth utters, “I never knew myself.” The articulation of these beautiful journeys of the heart and soul are the timeless accomplishments of Austen in print.
There are countless sections of the book that I have read several times, some slow, some fast, some out loud, some in a whisper. It would be impossible to write all my favorite passages here from the 61 delightful chapters. Instead of reciting every word, let us start at the end, and end this review with a hopeful beginning for a return to preservation of grace, dignity and beauty in our love affairs in life.
Chapter Sixty: Dialogue between Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy, moments after they are engaged to be married.
Elizabeth: “…but what could set you off in the first place?”
Mr. Darcy: “I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew I had begun.”
Mr. Darcy: “….and afterwards dined here? Why, especially, when you called, did you look as if you did not care about me?”
“Because you were grave and silent, and gave me no encouragement.”
“But I was embarrassed.”
“And so was I.”
“You might have talked to me more when you came to dinner.”
“A man who had felt less might.”