Anonymous wrote:I just finished Intermezzo by Sally Rooney. I am a Sally Rooney fan and I enjoyed it, but I have some complaints. Most of the book is from the perspectives of two brothers, mourning after their dad’s death, and I appreciated the complicated relationship between the brothers. But somewhat weirdly for a female novelist who on the past has written interesting complex female characters, I really had a problem with the women characters in this book, especially the two involved with the older brother, Peter. One is an ex girlfriend of his; they were deeply in love but broke up after she had an accident that left her with chronic pain and (somewhat mysteriously) unable to have penetrative sex, though she is still beautiful, independent, without apparent physical disability, works, presents as basically fine except she goes to the hospital for “treatments” from time to time. The almost Victorian nature of the unexplained “no more sex” dimensions of her condition was bothersome to me as was the mostly unexamined acceptance of the idea that if you can’t do penetration you can’t have a sex life/can’t be in a relationship because it would not be fair to Peter. Plus she was saintly, in ways that seemed a bit ridiculous to me by the conclusion. The other woman in his life is super hot and also fairly saintly in a manic pixie dreamgirl way. I admit that if it were a male author, I might have given up on the book out of annoyance at how these two women were portrayed. So, I enjoyed the book—Sally Rooney is good at what she does—but I want to write a sort of cranky review of it.
Just finished Intermezzo, too, and really enjoyed it, but I share your view of the women, especially the first girlfriend. That seemed an unrealistic plot element. And while I see how you can describe her character as ‘saintly’, she came across to me as the opposite, and I questioned the whole framing of that part of the story. That said, I loved the questioning of traditional relationships, and really loved the younger brother story, but also the relationship between the brothers.
Then read Private Citizen, which made me feel ancient and depressed. Now reading Caledonian Road. Not far enough along to really have an opinion. The writing isn’t beautiful, so it will be about the story.