Look at Me [Anita Brookner] on *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. A lonely art historian absorbed in her research seizes the opportunity to. I had such a mistaken idea about Anita Brookner’s novels, until I picked up Julian Barnes remembers his friend Anita Brookner: ‘There was no one remotely like her’ . ‘Look at Me’, her third novel, is my personal favorite. Look At Me () by Anita Brookner Frances Hinton is an introspective woman, ‘ loyal and well-behaved and uncritical’, with aspirations to.

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The trouble with good manners is that people are persuaded that you are all right, require no protection, are perfectly capable of looking after yourself. Brookner eventually, very cruelly, when Fanny proves not effervescent enough she’s a sober, careful woman who hopes one day to write a satirical novelNick and Olivia find James another lover more suited to their thirst for stimulation. For once a thing is known, it can never be unknown.

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Ay narcissistic wife appears at the office one day, sweeps our gal into her “little circle” as a sort of plaything, chews her up, and spits her out at the first sign of independence. And some people take your impassivity as a calculated insult, as Alix seemed to be doing now. But then Fanny is taken up by a young psychiatrist and his wife, Nick and Olivia Forbes–a dazzling couple, both separately and together: They even find her a very shy beau: A lonely art historian absorbed in her research seizes the opportunity to share in the joys and pleasures of the lives of a glittering couple, only to find her hopes of companionship and happiness shattered.


To remember is to face the enemy. She finds herself attracted into the social orbit of Nick Fraser, one of two Doctor’s who frequent the library and his social force-of-nature wife Alix the first time that I saw Nick and Alix aniat, I felt as if I was witnessing the vindication of nineteenth century theories of natural selectionwho are in many respects her opposite.

Look at Me, by Anita Brookner

June 19, at 3: I recognise that they might have no intrinsic merit, and yet I will find myself trying to attract their attention. She’s been left a substantial amount of money and inherited the large flat they shared.

Loneliness is never easy to portray in a book. Fannie is intelligent, anitaa, well-off and utterly unhappy. By all outward appearances, they seem like the perfect couple. It is about a lonely woman called Frances!

The worst thing that a man can do to a woman is to make her feel unimportant. Frankly, I had forgotten it was on the list. Whether you will like it depends on whether you identify with the narrator most bookish types will and how much gloom you can or want to handle in a book.

I, obviously, love men called James; I root for them whether they deserve it or not.

If there isn’t someone on the other side to pick up even for a moment, the feeling of dread es too big. Frances vaguely tells about her experiences with loneliness- late mother, lost friends, some tragic love lost that she is afraid to mention in detail; afraid she will revisit. Brookner wrote quite fondly of these hopelessly well mannered characters too conventional to really be reckless or romantically fulfilled, and it is all quite real and sad.


And I would have no knowledge of it. The themes have an exotic flavour these days, they smell of an irretrievable past. She does not, and this is how it is with the selfish, the idle, the narcissistic.

Her duties consist of cataloguing the imagery of madness; famous paintings, sketches and photographs.

LOOK AT ME by Anita Brookner | Kirkus Reviews

Lewis Percy, a young English scholar, brings camembert and cherries to a soiree in Paris — but then has to return to his ill mother in London, and marriage to the enigmatically dull Tissy. Gerald will have to forgive me for quoting a passage I already sent to him: People like Nick attract admirers, adherents, followers. Fannie’s story is swift and intense, but it doesn’t differ much from the typical person’s experience.

Only literary, set in England, and with adults. I love the stories, the plots — variations on a few themes, their scope narrowing as time went on. Yet Brookner’s style of narrative — reflective, measured, expository — is, in her hands, exactly right; her prose alone is, quite simply, exquisite.