The Crimson Petal and the White

Despite it being a weighty tome, you don't feel like you are reading one. Faber keeps your attention, though I had to go back and re-read certain passages to keep up with the plot. I have given it four stars, as the ending irritated me a lot. Worth the read, and will be re-reading it in the future.

Good Read!

Starts off really well, really compelling and utterly filthy. However, halfway though the novelty of the 2nd person narrative and Victorian smut wares off and it becomes tiresome and tedious. I nearly DNF'd a couple of times but there is just enough to keep you going. Overall, it's just too long and a little bit too pleased with itself.

There's a great 500-600 page novel in these 900-plus pages. I enjoyed parts of it very much, but in his zeal to mimic the Victorian writers Faber commits the same mistake many of them made in going on and on endlessly. And Faber doesn't have the excuse of getting paid by the word. Pity, because much of this is excellent, but it wears out its welcome, hammering its themes home with relentless, verbose repetitiveness. It could have been great, but falls short due to its author's inability to just stop.

A faux-Victorian novel full of life - of the dirty, the canny, the manic, the erotic, the repulsive and mostly the human kind. Full of fascinating dynamic characters, centered around Sugar, a young prostitute aiming to escape her surroundings. All the way up to the end you don't know if you're reading a heroic tale of a tragedy.

“You have not been here before. You may imagine, from other stories you've read, that you know it well, but those stories flattered you, welcoming you as a friend, treating you as if you belonged. The truth is that you are an alien from another time and another place altogether.”

From the opening lines of the book the narrator takes us in hand as we explore 19th century London. We are following the ascendency of one of her prostitutes by the name of Sugar who finds a sugardaddy(!) in the guise of William Rackham, heir to the Rackham perfume fortune.

This is a huge read that devotes its languorous attention on issues of class, the roles of women in Victorian England specifically prostitutes (at the time there were apparently 1 prostitute for every 12 men), sexual disfunction, thwarted ambition, mercurial circumstance and writerly ambition. I enjoyed the writing and happily settled in for the long haul, content to let Faber lead me through the book.

Without saying anything about it, the ending knocks a star off an otherwise 4 star read.

The ending of the book did not satisfy me. There were a lot of loose ends that I wished were tied up. Some questions were answered at the end. But still way too many questions left unanswered.

I've said enough about this book, haven't I? In the end, it was OK. Fine. I'd give it 2 1/2 stars if I could. I'd give it 3 stars if it were 50% shorter. The story isn't bad, just long and meandering. I don't mind verbose, flowery language, but I am not as patient with characters and scenes being introduced when they are completely non-essential to plot progression or character/world building.

This book switches style less than half way through it and after reading over 800 pages, I would have thought that there would have been an ending.