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The Passion (Contemporary classics) | 
 enlarge | Author: Jeanette Winterson
Publisher: Vintage
Category: Book
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Rating:  19 reviews
Sales Rank: 6688
Media: Paperback
Edition: New Ed
Pages: 176
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Dimensions (in): 7.6 x 5 x 0.6
ISBN: 0099734419
EAN: 9780099734413
ASIN: 0099734419
Publication Date: October 3, 1996
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Amazon.co.uk Review
In 1985 Jeanette Winterson won the Whitbread Award for best first fiction for the semi-autobiographical Oranges are not the Only Fruit, an often wry exploration of lesbian possibility bumping up against evangelical fanaticism. She was 25. Two years later, The Passion, her third novel, appeared, the fantastical tale of Henri--Napoleon's cook--and Villanelle, a Venetian gondolier's daughter who has webbed feet (previously an all-male attribute), works as a croupier, picks pockets, cross-dresses and literally loses her heart to a beautiful woman. Written in a lyrical and jolting combination of fairy-tale diction and rhythm and the staccato, the book would be a risky proposition in lesser hands. Winterson has said that she wanted to look at people's need to worship and examine what happens to young men in militaristic societies. The question was, how to do so without being polemical and didactic? Only she could have come up with such an exquisite answer. In the end, Henri, incarcerated on an island of madmen, becomes aware that his passion, "even though she could never return it, showed me the difference between inventing a lover and falling in love. The one is about you, the other about someone else." --Amazon.com
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 Perfect Passion? I think so!! September 1, 2008
J. S. Lewison (Bolton, Lancs United Kingdom)
'Bridges join but they also separate.'
'I like the collision between different realities', she says, as she prepares two mugs of Irish tea. 'It's exciting at the level of the imagination, because it allows for an expansion of perspectives. For example, you are walking down a real street and you also in a street in your mind that hardly exists.' ( Winterson)
'Villanelle'
Winterson's narratives play with the tension between connnection and rupture. She invests in narratives which 'interrupt' their coherence and sequencing through epigrammatic phrasing , thereby exposing the falsity of linearity, and the way that 'history' tries to impose 'grand narratives' which suppress the anomalous and individual.
Hence Winterson narrates The Passion from the persepctive of two 'minor' voices from History: these ordinarily voiceless narrators offer their views of Napoleon and his Russian catastrophes in personal and idiosyncratic registers whcih dismantle the supposedly 'original' Historical truth.
'Villanelle' wears a name which bears witness to her duality; 'villain' and 'elle' , the peasant and the poem. She is a hybrid subject whose adpatability serves to save her life and her heart through the graphic traumas of 'history.'
Henri too embraces both 'masculine' and 'feminine' behaviours opting in the end to preserve the sanctity of his love and heart through the solitude of San Servelo, an island's exile which echoes that of his hero Napoleon .
Do our choices make us mad or sane?
Hybrid narratives abound. We 'hear' echoes of other texts throughout the novel, we recognise the ways in which 'Venice' itself is a hybrid city, a place where boundaries between this and that, between past and present, between fear and sex blur and encounter each other, again and again.
And who would we choose to be? The pragmatic Villanelle or the idealistic Henri ? A bit like the Clash song: 'should I stay or should i go?'
Do we choose to cut our losses and move forward embracing eros and the 'kinetic' or do we retreat to an island, a rock of peace and thanatos, viewing reality from the security and sanctity of distance- and await an end?
'Passion is for the singleminded...'
'So you refuse and then discover that your house is haunted by a leopard.'
Who would dare to be Orpheus?!
 An Adventure of the Passions March 12, 2008
Herman Norford (Birmingham, UK)
1 out of 2 found this review helpful
I read Oranges are not the only Fruits a long time ago and was impressed. Since then I have always wanted to read a second novel by Jeanette Winterson. The Passion, first published in 1987, is now 21 years old. At long last what finally prompted me to read a second novel by Winterson was the fact that in 2006 the Observer newspaper, following the New York Post, published a list it regarded as the fifty best novels from 1980 to 2005 written by British, Irish or Commonwealt novelists. Miss Winterson's The Passion featured in the list. In reading The Passion, did I ultimately regret the long delay in reading a second novel by Winterson?
The Passion is a very short novel that outline the fantastic adventures of its two main characters - Henri and Villanelle. The adventures are set against the backdrop of Napoleon's campaingns which effectively gives some shape to the novel. The story is structured in four parts with two first person narrators. This in itself demands a careful read especially as in the final part the narration suddenly shifts back and forth between Henry and Villanelle.
In a short preface to the 2001 edition, Miss Winterson tells us that: "The Passion was written in 1986, boom time of the Thatcher years." It appears that part of Miss Winterson's aim was to counter the Thatcherite culture of boom and get rich quick city boys. She states: "I wanted to write a separate world, not as an escape, as a mirror, a secret looking glass that would sharpen and multiply the possibilities of the actual world." So in this world that Jeanette Winterson sets out to create she reveals to us the extremes of human desires and behaviour. There is cross dressing, theft, prostitution, gambling where the stakes are very high, murder, but above all, and perhaps the saving grace there is falling passionately in love.
There is no doubt that this is a highly imaginative piece of writing. There are some acute observations but one must admit that within themselves do not always add up to much. Take for example the following: "I was happy but happy is an adult word. You don't have to ask a child about happy you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about happy because largely they are not." If you are therefore looking to read something that is grounded in realism then this is not for you as it was, broadly speaking, not for me. However, one must admire Miss Winterson's boldness to attempt something 'new'.
The text, narration and structure of this novel is very self-conscious. It could be said that the text is a writely one. Winterson wants to cast herself in the tradition of the great writerly novelists - I won't give any example. Her novel therefore attempts to draw attention to the mechanism of the story just as much as it does the story itself. In doing so Miss Winterson forces us, the reader, to produce meaning from it.
Ultimately, The Passion strikes me as a book that attempts to reveal the extremes to which humans are prepared to go to achieve their passions. The passions we pursue are alternatives to the drudgery of our mundane daily activities. But they can be dangerous to pursue. As Winterson says you could find yourself "among the desperate".
I sturggled to decide whether or not to rate this novel a two or three stars. In the end I opted for three stars because some of the final passages are quite moving as we realise that in the final analysis love conquers all. Henri locked up in prison tells us: "I think now that being free is not being powerful or rich or well regarded or without obligations but being able to love." Henri also reveals that even in prison one can still have the verve for life. In oxymoron fashion he says: "I like to know that life will outlive me, that's a happiness Bonaparte never understood."
 Great! September 21, 2007
Erik Cleves Kristensen (Mozambique)
0 out of 2 found this review helpful
This book was recommended to me by a good friend and is definetly not the kind of book I would normally dwell into; about love, passion... In any case, I must admit that it touched me deeply. It is a short book, full of passion: the story of a man who loves someone who is unable to return the love as he wants it, and he goes crazy. It is set in a historical time that that has always interested me, the Napolenic era, in Russia and in a romantic Venice that just comes alive with gamblers, parties, prostitutes, soldiers and beggars. But what I liked most was Ms. Winterson short but clear prose, perfectly capturing the desperation, the passion and obsession of love:
"I' not looking. I've found what it is I want and I can't have it. If I stayed, I would be staying not out of hope but out of fear. Fear of being alone, of being parted from a woman who simply by her presence makes the rest of my life seem shadows."
"I say I am in love with her. What does that mean?"
"It means I review my future and my past in the light of this feeling. It is as though I wrote in a foreign language that I am suddenly able to read. Wordlessly, she explains me to myself. Like genious, she is ignorant of what she does."
I loved it. Read it!!!!
The madness of passion. August 23, 2006
A reader
5 out of 19 found this review helpful
I found the whimsical content of this short story haunting. The two principal characters inhabit a twilight reality, coalescing into dreamscapes and fantastical imagery. I feel it is a tale that rests uncomfortably on the smudged allusions of passion, straddling a late Bonapartist tapestry of patriotism, disillusionment, comradeship and exploitation. Winterson's narrative snakes its way through the mists of the Venetian lagoon, penetrating the dark maze of canals and providing a keen insight into love and desire. There are moments of humour (Irish goblins, severed hands, Patrick's eye) and Winterson appears to playfully tease the reader with her references to story telling (Trust me!). Ultimately I felt I was left with an uncomfortable vista displaying the self-sacrificing lunacy of war and the squalid outcome of a broken and plundered Venice. I think Winterson is a deeply sensitive writer.
Cruel and Unusual... June 26, 2006
maria1971
0 out of 18 found this review helpful
... that's not to say it's not a good read, just not what I expected.
Set against the background of the Napoleonic wars, this book blends historical references with the surreal. The characters and the writing style made it a worthwhile read, but overall was a bit too disconnected from its cruelty for my liking.
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