Poor Emma. So bored,
Except for sex and shopping,
While the bills mount up.
I read Madame Bovary for the first time this year. It was an odd experience. Instead of the tragedy fans of the novel that led me to expect, I got cool observation of materialistic stupidity. Telling reading in a 'credit crunch'.
And what a difference 150 years make. In 1856 Emma Bovary's search for self-fulfilment in men and pretty clothes made her a dupe for the loansharks and a suicide.
Now she'd be Carrie Bradshaw.
