The narrator is almost pitiable; her self-esteem is incredibly low, her situation very complex and her relationships almost unstable. Her indecisiveness and self-hatred make way for Mrs. Danvers to continually show her down. However, her ceaseless attempts to impress her husband, to win his attentions, to be assured, if only a little, that he doesn’t only think of her as a child, that he doesn’t regret his decision to marry her and that he doesn’t prefer Rebecca over her, seem paltry, almost detestable.
The fact that the narrator with whose feelings and opinions, the readers are made intimate with, is left nameless throughout the novel is a clever device, on the part of the author, to emphasize that REBECCA is the actual protagonist. The narrator is only a tool, only an apparatus used to make it obvious to the reading audience that a dead woman is the subject of the story.
Daphne du Maurier has, successfully, weaved mystery and suspense into each chapter, each page and every word. Even before mysterious events start to take place, there is this air of mystery, an atmosphere of cold, ringing conundrum that grips the reader. When the mysterious things in question, do start to happen, then it’s a roller-coaster ride, one so richly authored and so expertly driven, that the reader is left breathless, with the excitement of it all.
All these factors come together, in a mix of absolute and pure delectation and make this modern classic, one of the best works of fiction that I’ve ever read.
Meghna – Age 16
Added 28th July 2015