Monday, October 28, 2013

Something's missing from the new Bridget Jones novel

About halfway through reading Helen Fielding's new Bridget Jones novel, Mad about the Boy, I realized that something was missing--a re-casting of one of Jane Austen's plots. This might seem unimportant (and obvious), but may also explain why the plot feels, well, a bit slack.

Here's what I mean: without the framework--even broadly adapted--of a Jane Austen novel, the plotting for this novel seems to meander. It starts out in the present, then it moves backward in time, but that movement back in time requires more flashbacks to explain Mark Darcy's death. I don't quite understand why the first shift in time was necessary, and it made the jump forward--to the "real time" of Bridget's relationship with her Toy Boy--less interesting.

To be honest, I found this new installment dull at times (that is, when I wasn't tearing up over Mark Darcy's death), and that was partly because the plot didn't seem to have a whole lot of tension. I wasn't that caught up in Bridget's obsession with Roxster, and I wanted her to stop texting during meetings (I know that's absurd, but there it is). The ending also feels rushed, even though Fielding has been planting clues all along.

This wandering plot feels a bit like the one non-Bridget Jones novel by Fielding that I read many years ago, Cause Celebre. Cause Celebre also felt sort of meandering, and that's what makes me wonder if the plotting of the first two Bridget Jones novels needed the Austen underlay, not just because of the ways that they updated the Austen story (and Fielding gives a sly nod to this practice by having Bridget reinvent her own career by updating classics), but because of the way that they structured the plot.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Chick Lit and Gender Politics in the Workplace: The Case of Sophie Kinsella


I’ve just finished Sophie Kinsella’s Remember Me, and I’m starting to see a pattern to the workplace gender politics in her novels. Although her novels tend to focus sympathetically on single women struggling with their personal and professional life, she also repeatedly creates fiendishly ambitious working women who torment the protagonist. For this recurring character, ambition has taken a destructive turn.


Here’s what I’ve noticed:


1) In Twenties Girl, Lara Lington’s business partner, Natalie, is set up as an explicit contrast: she is so ambitious that she will do anything to succeed. Natalie is widely condemned by other characters, but it takes a while for Lara to realize that Natalie is toxic and reject her tactics.


2) Remember Me’s plot revolved around discovering why Lexi Smart’s character has become a “bitch boss from hell.” The second half of the book focuses on rehabilitating her bitch boss persona so that she can get back to being her original, less polished, less driven self.


3) In the first two Shopaholic books, Becky Bloomwood is terrorized by Alicia Bitch Longlegs, a relentlessly ambitious character. It’s not that Becky is a more ethical character than Alicia--Becky will happily lie her way out of any uncomfortable situation--but Alicia is vilified for trying to cheat her way to professional success.


4) Emma Corrigan in Can You Keep a Secret? is tormented by her ambitious and successful cousin, Kerry, who takes every opportunity to show her up and belittle her.


5) And, in the most unsettling of all of Kinsella’s books, The Undomestic Goddess, Samantha is so burned out by her high-powered career that she flees, takes a job as a housekeeper, and falls so in love with that job (and the position of subservient employee) that she is determined to keep it even when it no longer makes any sense plot-wise. This is, in my opinion, the most unsatisfying of all of Kinsella’s books because the resolution is so strange.


Sure, there are plenty of examples of nasty careerist men in Kinsella’s novels, so maybe it’s less about gender politics than about wanting success no matter what. However, it is striking that Kinsella’s female protagonists are consistently rewarded for rejecting careerism (or, at least, its most vicious forms) and that she so frequently paints the ambitious woman in the workplace as a twisted character.