The Color Purple (2011)

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They say and speak a lot about "The Colour Purple “. The focus, however, more often become not literary merits of the novel, but a variety of problems that it raises: the racism, and sexism, and gender, and philosophical and religious matters - in short, everything your heart desires. Actually minus some miraculous coincidences and intricate way newfound children, it is hard not to believe Seeley's history. Semiliterate, "poor, black, ugly", a teenage girl who was twice raped by her own stepfather, marry a widower against her will. This is not a dystopian whipping up horror; it is a reality. Although the over exposure of this ugly reality is on a display Walker had to listen. They blame Walker in that her novels are full of victims, victims of the system, violence, etc. Someone, however, feels comfy in such a system, for example "dad" Alfonso. In fact, this state of affairs has pushed on men not less than on women, though not so soundly. Rebellious characters of Walker - women who beha

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ve like men and men who behave like women. Harpo is much more like tinkering around the house and play with his children than to play the role of a stern "master"; but society requires it and in order to this law, he begins to beat his wife - let them know who's the boss. Mr. __ that Seeley initially calls only as the devil, learns the forbidden joy of «demeaning" women's work in his old age. Walker is optimistic: she gives everyone a chance to correct their mistakes, and the freedom. Literature is, literature: characters, plot, and incredible language. The first Chapter is a continuous stream of consciousness, blind, flashy, hard to read , but different all the same sensual imagery-awareness. The earth itself seems to be talking with Seeley's voice, "dusty demon", full's her mouth with sand and mud. I was struck by the implicit but palpable physiological descriptions of her first love tragedy. A lot of people had described, and well described love experiences; but to pass it on mixed with animal pain and surprise, managed a few. It is a cry, a prayer, a frightened babble, all the same "stream of consciousness"... and the whole book is. But the closer to the end, the better and cleverer Seeley becomes; the louder is her voice. To eventually proclaim:
I'm pore, I'm black, I may be ugly and can't cook. But I'm here.

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