Breakfast at Tiffany's by Truman Capote
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I cannot and probably should not judge this according to the time it was written. To do so may or may not deepen the impact of it. If I wanted a slightly lighter tone, I could always watch the old movie.
As it is here and now, I feel like I should only judge it by my own sensibilities of this day and time.
The novella is breathless and anxiety-ridden, full of self-aware sexuality and hypocrisy, and it's also a purely whimsical fantasy. That is to say, I fell in love with these flawed characters and my heart broke for them.
Everyone loves Holly. She gives of herself so freely. She's so energetic and playful and outgoing.
And that is her tragedy. She gives away everything. Even her cat. And yet, according to one postcard, she will always be okay. It's really fascinating and heartbreaking because she will never have anything of her own. She lives on the largess of everyone around her and they all love her to death.
I can't give a crap about the fact she sleeps around. She is what she is, and that's what we're meant to see clearly. I love it.
She's very bright. Even her gift of a birdcage to the writer-narrator is astute as hell. She could be talking entirely about him or about his love for her. The point is... there is no bird.
So pretty. So understated. So heartbreaking.
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