I just read The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger. WOW! What a fabulous book. Now I can’t wait to see how they messed up the movie. Because you know they did – there is no way to capture the way Henry travels, or the uncertainty that Clare feels, or the way their love story ends (I bet they change at least one aspect of that, if you’ve read the book you can guess what I mean). And I’m sorry, but for me Rachel McAdams will always be Regina George from Mean Girls.
Anyway, on the surface this book totally satisfies all of those romantic fantasies that women have about having a soul mate, but deeper down it’s kind of disturbing to me because it’s almost like Henry made himself Clare’s soul mate. And there are all sorts of issues about love and time and acceptance and fidelity that are floating throughout the story. It’s one of those books that can be read on a number of levels, and different readers will see different themes in it, and be affected by different aspects of it. It’s just a really rich story.
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