Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Jane Eyre Laid Bare by Charlotte Bronte & Eve Sinclair



About the Book
 

The classic novel with an erotic twist

When an eager and curious Jane Eyre arrives at Thornfield Hall her sexual desires are instantly awakened. Who is the enigmatic Rochester whom she instantly feels attracted to, what are the strange and yet captivating noises coming from the attic, and why does the very air she breathes feel heavy with passion?

Only one thing Is certain. Jane Eyre may have arrived at Thornfield an unfulfilled and tentative woman, but she will leave a very different person…

 
 
 


Review
 
I finally gave in. It took a display of heavy-petting books, a few jokes, and a reading rut to have me ‘All aboard the Mummy-Porn train!’ waving my arms in delight and hoping to close the book with a new found evangelism for this genre. I didn’t make it through 50 Shades, so why not this one...

I hopped on the mummy-porn-train, luggage in my lap hoping to be awed, disgusted or educated (I don’t know) – anything really, I really wanted to see what the hype was about. I opened Jane Eyre Laid Bare – having not read the original Bronte work, you can only imagine my expectations, especially after watching the 2011 film and countless BBC miniseries enactments.

I sat back, laid the pages bare, expected a different kind of ‘red-room’, and covered my eyes – peeping through my fingers – like one does when watching a horror film. I waited for the whips, chains, maybe guns and ripped corsets – what a letdown, or a godsend? I was greeted with a watered down version of an Austen novel, a few unrealistic steamy scenes and a gloomy Rochester that said ‘Ditto’... 

I see the merit in a genre that has reading thrill-seekers clamouring for books that talk taboo and all things that we daren’t chat about at the dinner table – 50 Shades of Grey, has made asking your colleague the question ‘So what kind of whip did you use?’ as comfortable as asking ‘Can I borrow that pen?’. Forcing society to speak in less hushed tones about sex and what women really mean – be it with a colleague or an awkward conversation with your Grandmother (yes that was my experience); we like books like these! 

I said this with Twilight, and I say it again, it gets people reading, so let’s not sweat the small stuff (i.e. carriage rides that end up being more than just horses and dust) and celebrate a new type of reader, slip them next to YA genre lovers, Sci-fi enthusiasts and Chick-lit dwellers; each to their own.

If you loved 50 Shades of Grey, Eighty Shades Yellow, Bared to Me, this book will leave you breathless and dreaming to walk around in a corset bellowing words like ‘The world be snatched from Beelzebub when this man looked upon me!’, however, if you didn’t enjoy 50 Shades of Grey, then give this one a skip...
 
 
 
 
About the Author
 
 
Eve Sinclair fell in love with the novels of Bronte at an early age and later went on to study English Literature. She has since worked as a copy-writer, journalist and editor and now divides her time between tending her English garden and travelling.
 
 
 

1 comments:

violininavoid said...

Rochester says "Ditto"?! I am NOT reading that.

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