Ecco, non conto di rileggerlo...no, no, non conto proprio...
I had this book on my shelf for about a year until Sebastian Faulks' BBC programme on 'the snob' in the novel made me take it down.
It is a very short book, I read in a day or so, but it has stayed in my mind. The factual way in which it is written distances us from the characters who we never really warm to, but they intrigue us nonetheless as we can identify with them in their ordinariness. In the first few pages the six girls of the Brodie set are made known to us by the insignificant attributes which they are famous for. One of the girls is famous for sex, a statement which seems shocking because unexpected and unexplained, at least until later in the book, when it seems just as insignificant as the other attributes. Though we know what Miss Brodie says and does through what her students notice, she is difficult to understand, I still can't decide if she is exceptional, dangerous or just misguided and ordinary.
I recently watched the film with Maggie Smith, which I though was good, but the characters were more fixed and obvious, and the conclusion seemed more final, I preferred the ambiguity of the book.
I have a professor who has similar effects on all of us. This makes me wonder what I am to do. Write a "crazy book" or join a nunnery?
One of my favorite Eng Lit book. Muriel Spark can really grasp the mind of a teenage girl.
A crooked book - you love it sometimes, you hate it often. The final sensation is oh-that's-a-good-book-but-I'm-glad-it's-over. Maybe I read it too young to be able to appreciate its different nuances.