How can you not like a heroine who invents lascivious confessions to shock the priest and finds that kneeling in church makes “naughtiness” spring to her mind?My reading of this: a banally fetishised description of a Frenchwoman as reviewed by someone with a banal, fetishistic idea of Frenchwomen. I might be wrong.
She is French, of course ... She straddles a motorcycle with “thrilled and shivering limbs,” commits adultery (and possibly incest) to the rhythms of the Lord’s Prayer and, like every Frenchwoman I have ever observed, approaches food like a lyric courtesan
The world is more straightforward than you think. (Unless you're one of THOSE people, of course, in which case it is more complicated.)
Sunday 13 February 2011
like every frenchwoman
Because A) it is good manners and B) it is professionally sensible, I try to avoid offending people. So I am not naming names here. But a review I've just read, in a proper newspaper, opens:
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My reading of your reading: as a typical timid repressed Englishman, you are afraid to admit even to yourself how awesomely sexy all Frenchwomen are, all the time. Your loss, mon ami.
(Oh, and yeah, yeah, Zimbabwe or whatever. All I'm saying is 'Hudson' doesn't sound very African to me.)
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