Reviews with content warning for Misogyny - Orlando

My second time reading this book, and it was a better experience because this time I didn't try to rush through it. Woolf's writing gives you so much to think, and I don't think you're even supposed to understand every single thing — nonetheless, Orlando was a nice ride through time. Woolf's way of writing feminist commentary is witty and original, though her feminism is very white (like everything else in her time). There were also some colonial and even poc-fetishizing scenes in this book, which weren't really necessary to the plot and due to them and the rather confusing plot I can't rate this book higher (it still wasn't bad, just not the best either).

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apersonfromflorida's review against another edition

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challenging reflective slow-paced

Plot- or character-driven? Character
Strong character development? Yes
Loveable characters? Yes
Diverse cast of characters? No
Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

3.5

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midnightcomets's review against another edition

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inspiring reflective slow-paced

Plot- or character-driven? Character
Strong character development? Yes
Loveable characters? It's complicated
Diverse cast of characters? Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

" For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fibre of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver. "

If you absolutely have to read a modernist classic, it might as well be this.

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aardwyrm's review against another edition

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funny lighthearted reflective slow-paced

Plot- or character-driven? Character
Strong character development? No
Loveable characters? No
Diverse cast of characters? No
Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

Just gonna start with the fact that like many things labeled as subversive and full of subtext *for its time*, it's just frantically racist. Spare yourself that if you want. And most of the transgressive queerness is vanilla and silly if you're not living in a pretty repressed portion of 1928.

Like many things occupied with being literature and saying things of importance, the book doesn't have much in the way of characters or plot, but it's not really about either of those things, it's about wry social commentary from a position that doesn't recognize itself as privileged and blinkered, and it's pretty good at being that? I'd never noticed that Douglas Adams had some very Virginia Woolf rhythms before, anyway. And a rewrite that dealt with the fact that this is in fact a sci-fi novel would be fascinating.

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sioned_warren's review against another edition

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adventurous challenging emotional mysterious reflective tense slow-paced

Plot- or character-driven? Character
Strong character development? Yes
Loveable characters? It's complicated
Diverse cast of characters? No
Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated

5.0

There is a moderate use of derogatory language and views to minorities in this book and the use of slurs of which include the n-word. I wasn’t warned or told about this before buying or reading so I would like to warn especially black people that use of those slurs are in there. This knowledge is then up to you if you wish to read the book.

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sherbertwells's review against another edition

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emotional funny hopeful reflective fast-paced

Plot- or character-driven? Character
Strong character development? Yes
Loveable characters? Yes
Diverse cast of characters? No
Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated

5.0

“To put it in a nutshell, leaving the novelist to smooth out the crumpled silk and all its implications, he was a nobleman afflicted with the love of literature. Many people of his time, still more of his rank, escaped the infection and were thus free to run or ride or make love at their own sweet will. But some were early infected by a germ said to be bred of the pollen of the asphodel and be blown out of Greece and Italy, which was of so deadly a nature that it would shake the hand as it was raised to strike, cloud the eye as it sought its prey, and make the tongue stammer as it declared its love” (49)

Wonder of wonders: a Modernist has stolen my heart.

I didn’t think it was possible to regard the great innovators of 20th-century literature with anything other than cold admiration (no, I haven’t read Kafka yet). But if I must pledge my loyalties somewhere, I will gladly do so at the feet of Virginia Woolf, whose masterpieces To the Lighthouse and now Orlando have won me over.

The latter is easier to adore than the former, not just because it’s less bleak. Like many other modernist novels, it follows the development and experiences of a young artist. But unlike the protagonists of In Search of Lost Time or A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, the titular nobleman in Orlando is not (fundamentally) insufferable. A little dramatic perhaps, but hardly an overwrought outsider with a Madonna-Whore Complex. Granted immortality and a sex change by mysterious narrative forces, he wanders through British literary history with a little luck and a lot of privilege. His—later her—observations on gender roles and art are genuinely entertaining, and she plays marvellously off the various real and absurd figures she encounters. One of my favorite scenes takes place as she shares a coach with the Augustan poet Alexander Pope:

“‘It is equally vain,’ she thought, for you to think you can protect me, or for me to think I can worship you. The light of truth beats upon us without shadow, and the light of truth is damnably unbecoming to us both.’
All this time, of course, they went on talking agreeably, as people of birth and education” (157)

Woolf’s ruminations on the time and experience entertain and occasionally stun. She describes the passage of time way better than Proust, and grounds every era in humorous historical details. But Orlando doesn’t live in the world of History. He lives in the world of English Literature. The nineteenth century may not have been heralded by a “welter of cloud” and an epidemic of depressive poetry, but after reading Jane Eyre and Oliver Twist it sure as heck feels that way (159). The Elizabethan era is ancient and brutal, the Restoration is whimsical and the chaotic last pages of the book successfully capture the Modernist Vibe™.

If I’m being honest, Orlando is 70% vibes.

Most of the modernist works I have read so far are utterly detached, which makes for uncomfortable reading. Woolf isn’t like that. Orlando is a thoughtful protagonist, of course, but his perspective is connected to the world he inhabits. No matter what page you turn to, you’re bound to find a witty commentary on the state of English Letters or a glorious little moment in the life of a truly interesting character.

I know I’m going to reread the works of Virginia Woolf a million times, Orlando included. It’s an incredible feeling to have found such a literary love.

“She turned back to the first page and read the date, 1586, written in her own boyish hand. She had been working at it for close on three hundred years now. It was time to make an end. Meanwhile she began turning and dipping and reading and skipping and thinking as she read, how very little she had changed all these years” (168)

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mariias's review against another edition

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mysterious reflective medium-paced

Plot- or character-driven? Character
Strong character development? Yes
Loveable characters? Yes
Diverse cast of characters? No
Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

2.5

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