Alrighty, first of all I had no clue what this book was about. None. Non idée. I decided to read this totally and completely on the basis that I really liked The Three Musketeers, even to the point of reading it twice. I also had no idea it was this long.
Imagine my surprise then, that fucking love this book.
Yep, it’s totally 1276 pages long but they are flying by. I only picked this up on Monday, because who doesn’t already fall behind in the first week of a read-a-long!? Don’t judge me. Anyway, after a rocky start where the first two pages were a struggle, I don’t actually want to put this down.
So Edmond Dantes has been unjustly packed off to prison due to the calculations of three jealous acquantainces and the unfortunately-timed ambition of the magistrate in charge. He’s met an Abbe who has also (we assume) been falsely imprisoned, and they’re cooking up plots to escape. I can only assume that Dantes is then going to (justifiably) charge off to right these wrongs.
So far we’ve had thwarted engagements, sinister plots, prison escapes, distressing deaths and buried treasure. Seriously, what else can this book have left!?
I actually quite like Dantes, you know. I understand that that’s the point, but I think I expected him to be a bit.. smug? Not overkeen on the three conspirators (their names are French and hard, and I can’t reach my book…) but you know who I really hate? Villefort. I mean, yes, Dantes would never have been in front of a Magistrate in the first place if the other three hadn’t screwed him over, but Villefort should know better. He has a professional role built on honour and professionalism, but he willingly and knowingly sends an innocent man to an infamous prison in order to better himself? Screw that. I hope he gets the hardest punishment of all.
I don’t know where this book is going (no knowledge of the plot, remember?), but it seems odd that it will take another 1000 pages or so for Dantes to get revenge on four people. Also, I wonder what’s happened to… Margeurite? Margot? Uhh, hang on… Mercedes (Margeurite was The Scarlet Pimpernel, I remember now). Anyway, I wonder what happened to her? She can’t have married Fernando, surely, because then she’s be all pissy at Dantes for killing her husband. Maybe she’s dead. You know, just to be cheery.
I actually think I might go off and read next week’s allocated chapters, while I’m in the groove and because I’m desperate to know what happened!
Reading in Bed’s Master Post for the read-a-long is here. It’s really worth stopping by!