Will I love The Last September?

Elizabeth Bowen once described the Ireland-England relationship as ‘a mixture of showing-off and suspicion, nearly as bad as sex’. Her 1928 novel demonstrates this beautifully, eviscerating the attitudes of  Anglo-Irish grandees in their Big House as the country around them crackles with guerilla war and showing the incomprehension between the Irish (at all social levels) and the British soldiers sent ostensibly to keep the peace.

Though it ends in tragedy, social comedy, as so often, shows the brutal realities beneath the surface. And the atmosphere of the Irish landscape, at once idyllic and brooding, comes alive in Bowen’s supercharged prose.

This novel, set in an upper-class Anglo-Irish great house in the 1920s during Ireland’s fight for independence from British rule, broke my heart.

The central character struggles with her attraction to a young revolutionary hiding on the property and her loyalty to her upper-class English upbringing. An atmosphere of smouldering violence pervades the novel, while the characters have tennis parties, love affairs, and engage in family gossip.

Independence, both personal and political, is the theme, yet at what cost?

This is a great movie also!