Title: On Chesil Beach
By: Ian McEwan
Release Date: March 23rd, 2007
Publisher: Jonathan Cape
Summary from Goodreads: A novel of remarkable depth and poignancy from one of the most acclaimed writers of our time.
It is July 1962. Florence is a talented musician who dreams of a career on the concert stage and of the perfect life she will create with Edward, an earnest young history student at University College of London, who unexpectedly wooed and won her heart. Newly married that morning, both virgins, Edward and Florence arrive at a hotel on the Dorset coast. At dinner in their rooms they struggle to suppress their worries about the wedding night to come. Edward, eager for rapture, frets over Florence’s response to his advances and nurses a private fear of failure, while Florence’s anxieties run deeper: she is overcome by sheer disgust at the idea of physical contact, but dreads disappointing her husband when they finally lie down together in the honeymoon suite.
Ian McEwan has caught with understanding and compassion the innocence of Edward and Florence at a time when marriage was presumed to be the outward sign of maturity and independence.On Chesil Beach is another masterwork from McEwan—a story of lives transformed by a gesture not made or a word not spoken.
Review: O...M...G... This book is so messed up. I only picked up this short little story because of the author and the fact that they were making it into a movie. You would think that if a book is picked to be a movie, it should have something that makes it awesome. Holly cow, it was not.
The main characters are some of the most selfish people I have ever read about. The wife thinks its disgusting to have sex and the husband only married the wife because he wanted to have sex with her. They fought the whole book and to tell you the truth, I fell asleep half way through.
If you are really into the dry, historical, old fashioned stuff, you might like this book, but for me, it was a no go.
Received an advance reader copy in exchange for a fair review.