Number of pages: 253
Number of times read (including the time before this review): 1
Rating (out of five stars): 4
I didn’t like To Kill a Mockingbird in Grade 9, I was far from impressed with Lord of the Flies in Grade 10, I wanted to burn The Great Gatsby and I grew to dislike The Catcher in the Rye in Grade 11, and we didn’t really read any classics this year in English class. As a result of my bad luck with the classics, I wanted to read a classic and enjoy reading it. I was immediately intrigued by Pride and Prejudice. There was a high chance I was going to love one of the world’s most famous love stories, so I went in expecting Pride and Prejudice to be the first classic I was going to like.
My one mistake was watching The Lizzie Bennet Diaries before reading Pride and Prejudice itself (if you haven’t seen it and are a Pride and Prejudice fan, you can watch it here). It is a truly addicting adaptation that made my heart feel full, and left me with incredibly high expectations; expectations that could not be met by a book published in the 1800s.
The writing really isn’t that hard to understand. There were some words and expressions that I didn’t understand, but going in I expected to have far more difficulty reading it than I did, having attempted to read Wuthering Heights last year. I also expected the book to be shorter, but it was actually the perfect length. I thought I was going to be bored, but surprisingly, I wasn’t.
Overall, I enjoyed Pride and Prejudice, but it couldn’t meet my too high expectations, earning it 4 stars out of 5 and a place in my heart as the first classic I enjoyed.