I finished The Good German over the weekend but I’m waiting to watch the movie before I review it.Â For now, you’ll get a bonus review of The Jane Austen Book Club which qualifies as part of the Lit Flicks Challenge.
I had no intention of watching the movie and when I looked at the cast list last night I knew I wasn’t going to change my mind.
I enjoyed this book.Â Most of the chapters are setup to highlight a character and a Jane Austen book.Â The book club is comprised of six members who take turns hosting the group for discussion accompanied by food and drinks.Â Their comments about the books reveal some of their thoughts and feelings about the others.Â This sounds like it should be chick lit but it’s not; it’s much more than that.
The narrator is someone we never know or meet but is non-judgemental about the characters.Â Fowler’s narrator meanders through the past and present of the characters in an unobtrusive manner.Â While reading I thought to myself, “There’s no way someone could do flashbacks well enough in a movie to show this without disrupting the present storyline.”
All of the characters are well rounded and have more to them than what lies on the surface.Â Even the lone male member of the book club gets the same treatment as the female members.Â In short, each gets a chance to shine.Â In this passage near the end of the book, Prudie, a married twenty-eight-year-old memberÂ watches her husband dance with Bernadette, the oldest member at sixty-seven and the most married.
She turned to look at the dance floor.Â It was night behind the five-story arch of glass; inside, the balconies were strung with chains of lights, now lit like constellations.Â The band was small and distant.Â She saw Dean – tall, handsome, and kind of jerky when he danced, but in a good way.
Bernadette was rotund, but elastic.Â She had a serious shimmy in her shoulders, loose knees, rocking hips.Â She was sugar-footing one minute, buck-and-winging the next.Â A restrained, ladylike cha-cha.Â It was too bad Dean was out there with her.Â He was obviously holding her back.
Hopefully that short passage gives you an idea of the book.Â I’m going to put more of Fowler’s books in my TBR pile.