Fully dimensional characters who are witty and loving, and also blunt and flawed. A story that sings praises to creation and imagination, and also notes their limitations. A plot that is a slow-simmering mystery but has at its core a sense of personal longing and loss.
I cannot imagine the amount of research Kaplan conducted to so perfectly dramatize the details of the Brontë family's lives. And I am in awe of Kaplan's artistry that makes the family not mere bronze busts to be worshiped by Brontë fetishists, but a family of siblings that are of the real world.
Fully dimensional characters who are witty and loving, and also blunt and flawed. A story that sings praises to creation and imagination, and also notes their limitations. A plot that is a slow-simmering mystery but has at its core a sense of personal longing and loss.
I cannot imagine the amount of research Kaplan conducted to so perfectly dramatize the details of the Brontë family's lives. And I am in awe of Kaplan's artistry that makes the family not mere bronze busts to be worshiped by Brontë fetishists, but a family of siblings that are of the real world.