The Female Quixote
Progressing
slowly to the year 1752 I have now read “The Female Quixote” by Charlotte
Lennox and that was probably the funniest book so far on the List.
There is a
trope in comedy where a person with an entirely different world view faces the
real world, like an alien on Earth or a time traveler waking up in a different
age. Add to that the arrogance and confidence of insisting on your world view
and it gets really funny. Or tragic. Cervantes Don Quixote was the archetype
for such a character. Apply this to women and you may find countless comedies
on women insisting on living in an unrealistic romantic bubble. Add, again, the
confidence of believing themselves the center of the world and it gets funny
indeed. Or obnoxious and tragic. Here Charlotte Lennox’ Arabella must be the
archetype.
Arabella is
the only child of a marquis and grows up on a remote castle with old romances
as her only company. As a result, she believes these are real historic events
and the world is exactly as described in the novels. She spends her youth waiting
for and expecting some romantic adventure to take place. Since her romances are
haughty stuff she is convinced there are people out there just waiting to
abduct her and that lovers must prove themselves to her through heroic deeds,
that a refusal by her might cause men to die in grief and that she can save despairing
men with a command to live.
Then
Arabella encounters the real world. Her father believes it is time for her to
get married and suggests that his nephew, Mr. Glanville could be the one.
Glanville is immediately smitten by the pretty Arabella, but such an arranged
marriage does not at all conform to the rules of romance and so Arabella objects.
And not because he is her cousin (icks!!). Arabella is completely convinced she
is the heroine in a romance and this world view is so much at odds with the
real world that everybody Arabella meets are baffled by her and she
consistently misunderstand everything that goes on around her. It is simply
hilarious. Glanville loves her but is exasperated with her absurd notions. His
father believes she is insane and Glanville’s sister, Miss Glanville is envious
of Arabella’s beauty and fortune and therefore smirks every time Arabella’s
escapades causes embarrassment.
Her ideas
are truly absurd, but they are also amazingly funny and they do make Arabella a
far more interesting character than the docile and mindless “normal” women
around her. She is a girl of action and opinion and pluck in a world of effeminate
men and idle, gossiping women. Arabella believes in honor and pride and achievement,
where the only achievement expected from her is to get married. While the
immediate objective of the story is to laugh at her crazy ideas, there is a subtext
that as a woman she must lose everything that is special about her to become a Stepford
wife in 18th century England.
The ending
which is by far the weakest element of the book is about Arabella getting a “treatment”
by a doctor to give up her romantic ideals through argument. It is obviously a
high-brow argument, but despite this, both too easy a resolution and one who
tells us that all a woman can hope to do is to conform to habit and that
nothing interesting is ever going to happen. Cured of her notions Arabella can
now be happily married.
Except for
this morale of the story, what we have in this book is a universal theme of
speaking different languages that is just as relevant today and because of this
“The Female Quixote” has aged very well. When people cannot agree on the way
the world look and what different things mean it is very difficult to have a
meaningful conversation. Add the confidence of believing themselves to be
correct and everybody else wrong and it becomes difficult indeed. Just consider
religious versus secular people or people from different ends of the political
spectrum. Then it is a lot more fun to
use somebody caught up in romantic ideals as a case.
“The Female
Quixote” is, despite a hurried and depressing end, a truly enjoyable read and
one I can only recommend.
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