I flipping love this novel. Love love love love it. Reading it over again I’m picking up so many different things. Dickens is all about the foreshadowing. I don’t want to say too much though, because I know there are people who haven’t read it before. I would have died if someone had ruined the ending for me the first time around. It’s like when the 6th Harry Potter book came out, I was reading it at work and this idiot came up to the register was said, “Oh, I finished that last night, ********* dies!” I could have come across the counter and strangled that lady. But that’s pretty much how I would feel if I had known how A Tale ended. I would just like to say that I love Sydney. That is all.
I’m obesseing over Dr. Manette. I feel so badly for him. I wish we could get inside his head and figure out how he ticks. 17 years alone in the Bastille has got to do some serious pyschological damage (obviously) but I want to know what he’s thinking when he’s looking at the ground and hiding himself away. Where does he go? Why does he hang on to his tools? I think that would be more damaging to have that reminder around. Or is that a symbol of his sanity? I think I’m going to dig into this more. Why shoemaking? It can’t be that redundant of a task right? Or maybe it is. This is why I want to get into it more.
I hate Lucie. I’m not really sure, but I think the first time around I liked her. But I think now, knowing what happens, it just makes me dislike her more. She’s so…weak. And just not worth it. As a matter of fact, I think I might be a little mad at Dickens for her character. Yeah, I said it. I’m mad at you, Dickens! Lucie is stupid.