Currently seeking a publisher for my narrative history of the Plantagenets, which was nominated for a Royal Society of Literature prize. But his charm and insolent candour are disconcerting. The basis for the 1947 film, featuring Deborah Kerr, Kathleen Byron, Sabu, David Farrar, Flora Robson, Esmond Knight, and Jean Simmons. Sophie Barrington-Ward is a widow, left in poverty after the death of her handsome but inept husband. And the implacable emptiness of the mountain, the ceaseless winds, exact a toll on the Sisters.
Previous owners name may be present. Very Good- in Very Good- dust jacket. And the implacable emptiness of the mountain, the ceaseless winds, exact a toll on the Sisters. On others they were hidden behind drifts of cloud and a spray floated from one to another; but however they looked, there was always the wind to remind you of what they were. When it was the General's 'harem' palace, richly dressed ladies wandered the windswept terraces; at night, music floated out over the villages and gorges. This title in print with Modern Library from 1947-1953.
I'm glad to have become exposed to Rumer Godden, and plan to read more of her books. They face cultural problems, as well as predictable squabbles amongst each other. New York: Little, Brown and Co, 1939. They are essentially variations on a theme and both reach the same conclusion: a convent of European nuns in medieval outfits, no matter how well-meaning, are going to find it impossible to impose their philosophy, morals or culture in any way on the local populace and they should probably go home sooner rather than later, but if they choose to stay. At the risk of all my posts sounding the same, yet again almost all of these are scandalously out of print. Rumer Godden underwent the same ordeal as Sophie Barrington-Ward, but the reality of the matter was less clear-cut. Several of her novels were made into films, including Black Narcissus, The Greengage Summer and The River, which was filmed by Jean Renoir.
One of the first people the sisters meet is local British agent Mr Dean — who they have been told will be on hand to help the sisters should they need it. Sophie does everything in her power to make the venture a success, but, between the harsh weather of the mountains and the cruel poverty of the village, her peasant idyll never becomes real. Lovely writing plus something more. Everyone they try to draw into their Christian sphere is more knowing, more corrupt, and better at calculating the odds than they are, from Mr Dean and the young Indian princeling General Dilip Rai to the young student Kanchi. For all its convent setting, the novel thrums with sex, portrayed with a subtlety that seems only to intensify its power. The people have their own traditions and long held superstitions — and these are soon at odds with the inflexible attitudes of the sisters.
Godden was a writer who constantly drew on her own life experiences, frugally mixing and recasting the elements to give them fresh significance, but always relating her work back to the people, places, human passions and frailties that she knew and understood best. Cover shows obvious wear, cloth stained where dust jacket protector was taped to binding. High in the Himalayas near Darjeeling, the old mountaintop palace shines like a jewel. The imprint on the jacket is: A. Register a Free 1 month Trial Account. Here she and her daughter and infant son live on next to nothing, exactly like their peasant neighbours. The novel has an absence of sentimentality that is almost forensic.
In fact, love may be the one thing that does not truly appear in the book, though that is a matter of opinion. The first of Godden's books to be adapted for the screen in the 1947 film classic film of the same name starring Deborah Kerr and Flora Robson, directed by Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger. Mr Dean is an informally dressed whisky drinker who rather shocks the sisters with his relaxed laid-back attitude and teasing humour. Now, the General's son has bestowed it on an order of nuns, the Sisters of Mary. He slashed with his cane at the bushes, and she was suddenly back, walking down the Wishing Lane at home with Con; the green damp lane that led from the House gates past Skinners Farm to the lake, and Con was slashing at the hedge to show his temper.
Beginning work in the orchards and opening a school and a dispensary for the mountain people, the small band of Sisters are dependent for help on the English agent Mr Dean. To say that is about a nun who falls in love with a man would be simplistic. Spare her some of your own importance- if you can. I did feel that it was very atmospheric, very erotic, and it certainly appealed to my gothic sensibilities. Dust jacket spine is sunfaded. Publisher's editors High in the Himalayas near Darjeeling, the old mountaintop palace shines like a jewel. Spine rolled, faint spotting to edges and rear endpaper.
Several of her novels were made into films, including Black Narcissus, The Greengage Summer and The River, which was filmed by Jean Renoir. She reminds me of P. Only the nuns walk away, and even they are returning to the mother house and the mother superior of their order. And the implacable emptiness of the mountain, the ceaseless winds, exact a toll on the Sisters. If you like nun's stories with plenty of sexual tension, a tragic death, and natives who don't live up to expectations then both these books and films are very good.