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Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder The Most Nostalgic And Reflective Of Evelyn Waugh S Novels, Brideshead Revisited Looks Back To The Golden Age Before The Second World War It Tells The Story Of Charles Ryder S Infatuation With The Marchmains And The Rapidly Disappearing World Of Privilege They Inhabit Enchanted First By Sebastian At Oxford, Then By His Doomed Catholic Family, In Particular His Remote Sister, Julia, Charles Comes Finally To Recognize Only His Spiritual And Social Distance From Them.


About the Author: Evelyn Waugh

Evelyn Waugh s father Arthur was a noted editor and publisher His only sibling Alec also became a writer of note In fact, his book The Loom of Youth 1917 a novel about his old boarding school Sherborne caused Evelyn to be expelled from there and placed at Lancing College He said of his time there, the whole of English education when I was brought up was to produce prose writers it was al



10 thoughts on “Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder

  1. says:

    Please note contains spoilers One s head is rather spinning, there are so many terribly good things and likewise so very much abject wretchedness it s hard to begin Let us try.1 This book is the twisted story of a homosexual affair, which I was truly not expecting it to be It s famously set amongst the upper classes, firstly in Oxford, so you get pages of blissed out descriptions of life amongst British aristocratic students in the 1920s and how many plovers eggs they eat and which claret


  2. says:

    Our narrator, a non Catholic officer based on the home front in World War II Britain, revisits a mansion he first visited as a young man and reflects back on his close relationship with a Catholic family A non Catholic himself, he reports to us about their habits and customs almost as if he were an anthropologist visiting a tribe in the tropical rainforest Not only are Catholics a minority in Britain, but the Anglican Church is the official state sponsored religion It s a great book and, of cours


  3. says:

    I just finished rereading Evelyn Waugh s Brideshead Revisited, a book I pick up every couple of years or so This time I read it because of the new movie version movie the one with Emma Thompson as the Lady Marchmain Flyte As a critic, I get to see a pre screening of the new movie on Tuesday I am taking Dr Steve Also, I am a huge fan of the original, very literal British miniseries from 1981 it is the first thing that brought Jeremy Irons to international attention, and it had the excessively handsome An


  4. says:

    Brideshead Revisited is almost the opposite of Waugh s own Vile Bodies Bright Young Things in that it starts off as a tragedy, or at least pretty damn close to E M Forster s Maurice territory thus tres tragique and ends in such a jubilant comedic form sorry for this mega old spoiler It seems to me that Waugh is a master of Contrasts, it works all too well the book ends the reader is deeply disappointed that it does I practically ignored most of Seattle as I read a paperback version of this brilliant book.It be


  5. says:

    2.5 5When I first started reading this book, I was puzzled, lost even in my effort to find what exactly the author was attempting As time and pages passed, I grew horribly angry with it all, and wondered if I would be able to finish and review the story without a note of fury running through it and wrecking what analysis I could present Now that I ve finished, I find myself saddened by the entire experience With that in mind, let me explain.This story had a great deal of potential in it, oblique mentions of heartrend


  6. says:

    I finished this excellent book weeks ago but I have been stuck on how to review it I sometimes have problems writing about the books I really like, and I loved this novel I was familiar with the plot having seen the 2008 movie, but I didn t expect to love the book as much as I did or to get so completely immersed in the story.I even loved the names of the characters Charles Ryder Sebastian Flyte Julia Flyte Lady Marchmain I was caught up in each person I felt Charles yearning, I understood Sebastian s angst, I admired Julia


  7. says:

    Evocative and nostalgic tale, infused with religion and homo sexuality, and hence passion, betrayal and guilt The later part, about Charles and Celia and then Charles and Julia is subtle, realistic and sad than the light frivolity of Oxford days.Hollinghurst s The Stranger s Child has many echoes of this review here.It s five years since I last read this, but a few ideas that have come back to me by discussing it elsewhere SEGREGATIONPeople were strongly segregated by class and gender in those days Not only were the schools at le


  8. says:

    Debo decir que siento debilidad por la elegancia, la iron a, el sentido del humor y la mala leche que es frecuente encontrar en las obras de escritores ingleses en las que retratan a su aristocracia y la adaptaci n a la nueva realidad social que tuvieron forzosamente que emprender durante todo el siglo pasado Esta novela es una de ellas La famosa flema inglesa, el decoro por encima de todo, tragedias incluidas, es algo que me fascina y me repele a un tiempo L stima del gran pero que para m tiene el relato Alguien dijo una vez que la reli


  9. says:

    Just as Charles Ryder is seduced by the aristocratic Marchmain family in Brideshead Revisited, I was seduced by Evelyn Waugh s gorgeous prose, elegy to lost youth and dreams, and the glamorous between the wars setting The pacing is strange, but it s hinted at in the subtitle The Sacred Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder Memories are sporadic, apt to be uncomprehensive, subjective.Ryder, an officer homeless, childless, middle aged and loveless , is stationed at the magnificent Brideshead estate, and looks back on how his life has i


  10. says:

    If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name For the rest my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be Perhaps all our loves are merely hints and symbols vagabond language scrawled on gate posts and paving stones along the weary road that others have tramped before us perhaps you and I are types and this sadness which sometimes falls between us springs from disappointment in our se


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