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| Title | : | Prošlo nesavršeno vrijeme |
| Author | : | Julian Fellowes |
| Book Format | : | Hardcover |
| Book Edition | : | Deluxe Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 530 pages |
| Published | : | 2012 by Mozaik knjiga (first published October 30th 2008) |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Historical. Historical Fiction. European Literature. British Literature. Contemporary. Novels. Audiobook |
Julian Fellowes
Hardcover | Pages: 530 pages Rating: 3.56 | 4752 Users | 629 Reviews
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| Original Title: | Past Imperfect ISBN13 9789531412322 |
| Edition Language: | Croatian |
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As a fan of "Downton Abbey" I pounced on Julian Fellowes novel Past Imperfect and a swell story it is. It is, first and foremost, not a novel of Edwardian manners and mores but, on the other hand, a modern novel which is set in 2008 and looks back to events in 1968. The story is narrated by a nameless narrator (unless I missed it, he is never named) who is a moderately successul London-based novelist. Out of the blue he receives a request from Damien Baxter, a person he knew from the LondonNo matter his astute criticism of the aristocracy and its snobbery, Julian Fellowes is himself also a colossal snob. That's the one downside to what is otherwise a really fun pseudo-mystery about the paternity of a child sired during the coming out season of 1968. I enjoyed pretty much every page, even though the writing is just a wee bit overwrought when it came to the protagonist and Serena. Great fun!
A real page turner which could, perhaps, have been a little more vigorously edited. I only say that because the theme of the lost world of the English upper class, post-war, is driven home. There are some interesting comparisons made between generations as a result but the most satisfying aspect is the the opportunity taken to return to the previous social group members for in-depth discussions on their lives and loves over the intervening 40 year period. Narrator is self-deprecating and
I can usually enjoy an unlikeable protagonist, but in this case I felt I was *supposed* to like him and I very much did not. At every possible moment, the character/author stops to bemoan some societal change people are drunk more often now! people are too open about being gay! plastic surgery is gross! He also spends an inordinate time describing how the years have changed his *female* acquaintances. Men get a brief description usually involving hair and weight; for a woman, every wrinkle and
DNF at page 75.I really wanted to like this. I am a rabid fan of Downtown Abbey, and this book came highly recommended from a friend, but viewing a period piece about English high society on TV and reading one are two completely different things. I found this dreadfully slow and written in painful detail. I found the core of the story interesting, but it was embedded much too deeply within endless exposition that I just wasn't interested enough to slog through.
I really enjoyed the character development and the "narrator." I didn't love the last few chapters but it was more my disappointment in choices made/how it ended.
Fellowes is amusing because he is keenly observant, advantageously placed, literate, and loquacious. He puts words together in a way that makes us smirk and smile and acknowledge to be largely truthful, if not entirely. He writes of a class of society most of us will never know personally: the rich, the famous, the titled. While we may not aspire to the life these people endure, there is something intrinsically interesting about a life without the more usual set of boring constraints most of us
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