The Crimson Petal and the White
The Crimson Petal and the White begins with our omniscient, sardonic narrator shattering the fourth wall and physically leading the reader through a decrepit alley slum in London. We walk through pale gas-lamp on mucky cobblestones, the smell of waste and unwashed bodies overpowering. Thus the stage is set for this neo-Victorian classic, which from the first promises lurid realities and ugly truths.
After all, this is how the narrator begins the tale: “Watch your step. Keep your wits about you; you will need them.” Continue reading “Book Review: The Crimson Petal and the White by Michel Faber”