Tuesday, June 2, 2009
I had seen the movie of Charlotte Gray a few years ago, and hadn't been wild about it (though I'd wanted to be). In the past week, I read the Sebastian Faulks' novel, which I enjoyed immensely. It's one of those few period novels where there are no false notes, and you can crawl into the book and live there with the characters. Ostensibly it's about a young Scottish woman who falls in love with an RAF pilot, and is a courier from London to occupied France. That sounds like a potentially dopey plot, but it is not. You believe what she goes through, passing as a Frenchwoman whose husband in in a German p.o.w. camp, and the people she meets in France who change her life. I really enjoyed it.