A review by bojangacic
The Professor by Charlotte Brontë

4.0

How wonderful it is to see a woman writing from a male perspective, and doing so with such authority, that we can simply nod in approbation. ''The Professor'' belongs to, what I like to call, the ''Austen/Bronte'' literary club, therefore, if one has experienced a novel belonging to the before mentioned group of socially and emotionally oppressed women, he/she will have an inkling of what's to come.

''The Professor'', besides the male protagonist, bears few dissimilarities to its predecessors. Apart that it's probably the only Victorian novel that I can't picture as a motion picture, all other hints and elements came to me as a well-known and recognized continuity of ambitious men, even more ambitious women, difference in class/rank/status, etc. -the entire composition engulfed in the ideals of Victorian repression, and the ever-present power play between the sexes.

Nothing novel or innovative about ''The Professor''- yet, this is not why any of us turns to the classics- we retreat to the ''an oldie but a goodie'' section for one single purpose- reaffirmation that all the nonsense and afflictions present today were proportionately onerous centuries ago. This provides some of us with comfort, for whichever reason.