Jane Austen belongs on a list of classics due to her greatness when it comes to 19th century literature. Mansfield Park (1814) is not my first Austen experience, but I must say that I enjoyed Pride and Prejudice a lot more. What I am about to say next might be a little bit like swearing in church, but I find Mansfield Park quite dull. Maybe I am a little bit affected by the fast pace society of today after all. Not much happens and the few times something does, the most drama evolves around who talks to who without a chaperon around. And there is lots of walking and thinking and over-analyzing.
The book centers around Fanny Price, a poor girl, who comes to live with her rich relatives. She falls in love with her cousin, but him marrying someone like her is frowned upon (back then marrying your cousin was not out of the ordinary, especially not if you wee rich). Her female cousins long for marriage, while Fanny is a little bit more focused on good morals – and Edmund.
I understand why Austen’s novels were greatly appreciated 200 years ago, and rightfully so. Today, they serve as a document on what it was like to live in England back then, but even so, I’m sorry to say that it just is not enough. The women, even though given a lot more character than what was expected back then, are still obsessed with marriage (even if Elizabeth pretend not to be). Lately in class, we have been discussing Disney’s princesses and whether they are good role models for children with their tiny waists, pretty dresses and how they always end up with Prince Charming at the end (with some exceptions). And the same discussion goes for Jane Austen’s female protagonists. Sure, they were out of the ordinary in 1814, but today, is this the view on life, love and marriage we want young women, and men, to grow up reading about?
At the same time as I am bothered by many things in Austen’s novels, I appreciate how they would spend so much time together, reading, playing games and walking (oh, the amount of walking!). Back then, they knew how to enjoy each other’s company and that, well, that I really like. Today, we are losing human contact when we prioritize social media instead, and as I am sure it has been made clear by now in several earlier posts, I would rather have a game night in person with my friends than chat with them online. I am old school that way, and Mansfield Park reminded me of that.
In conclusion, yes, I admit I find this book quite dry and dull, but we can learn something from every reading experience.
Rant over.