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09-14-2007, 08:08 AM
Charlotte Bronte’s “The Professor” is not an easy to read novel. It is at times slow and repetitive. The main character, William Crimsworth, is quite hateful and, overall, a loser. He is chauvinistic and describes Catholics and other continental citizens (i.e. people not from England) from a racist and self-righteous perspective.
All through the novel we have to endure his “morally superior” narrative. But here lies the beauty of it, what he is really doing is concealing himself, hiding behind imposed Anglican values when convenient or criticizing those values when rejected by his reduced English society. He doesn’t want to show the world that he has been hurt by this rejection and abandonment, including by his own brother, who is his sole living relative. Therefore he takes the stance that he is above everyone and above reproach, whereas the rest aren’t up-to-standard. He becomes rather boring and so closed into this self-protection that he turns artificially self-reliable, not even being able to thank the only person who helps him throughout his stay at X_____ and later on, M. Hundsen, whom he puts down as well.
Then he goes on to Brussels where, probably because of his hatefulness of character, he feels rejected once more by his friend and superior, M. Pelet, and the woman he makes the object of his love, if only briefly. Both of them betray him through lies and hypocrisy and Crimsworth extrapolates this as a common trait of all continental people and Catholics.
He then falls in love with his pupil, Frances Henri, a fellow teacher and strong woman who wants to rise above her condition by her hard work. He projects in her all his ideals of what a woman should be: her propriety, her humbleness and religiousness. At the beginning, she appears as a mousy creature, easily moved to tears, but, as her personality unfolds, she turns out to be a strong woman, quite feminist, probably a reflection of Charlotte Bronte herself.
I think that Crimsworth falls in love with her even more since she probably is all that he is not: where he runs away from adversity, as he did when he came to Brussels, she turns to face her fears; where he received help to improve in life (something he is incapable of admitting), she finds her improvement and escapes her poverty through her own means and strength; where he never confronts M. Hundsen’s questionable character, she does so, very strongly, in their first meeting. In all, the author uses the great contrast to highly criticize Crimsworth, representing men and all of the restraining morals of the time. Both he and Frances, coming from the same type of loneliness, deal with adversity in almost opposite ways. Bronte makes her main character, a man, very unlikeable, but introduces the female counterpart in a way that makes you like her, if not from the start, at least as her character comes to light.
I have read many reviews saying that this novel is racist and chauvinistic, but it is not. On the contrary, it seems more of an explanation of why people are xenophobic and self-righteous: because of acute loneliness that comes from rejection, isolation and misunderstanding. As Frances Henri herself says: “Patriotism […] spreads a man’s selfishness in wider circles”. This statement itself sheds light on the whole point of the book, which, by the way, I have also read is referred to as pointless and predictable. These reviews have probably been made by narrow-mined readers who pretended to read a straight-forward romance novel, only to find an uncomfortable story line that leads to an uncomfortable realization of their own predictable flaws.
All through the novel we have to endure his “morally superior” narrative. But here lies the beauty of it, what he is really doing is concealing himself, hiding behind imposed Anglican values when convenient or criticizing those values when rejected by his reduced English society. He doesn’t want to show the world that he has been hurt by this rejection and abandonment, including by his own brother, who is his sole living relative. Therefore he takes the stance that he is above everyone and above reproach, whereas the rest aren’t up-to-standard. He becomes rather boring and so closed into this self-protection that he turns artificially self-reliable, not even being able to thank the only person who helps him throughout his stay at X_____ and later on, M. Hundsen, whom he puts down as well.
Then he goes on to Brussels where, probably because of his hatefulness of character, he feels rejected once more by his friend and superior, M. Pelet, and the woman he makes the object of his love, if only briefly. Both of them betray him through lies and hypocrisy and Crimsworth extrapolates this as a common trait of all continental people and Catholics.
He then falls in love with his pupil, Frances Henri, a fellow teacher and strong woman who wants to rise above her condition by her hard work. He projects in her all his ideals of what a woman should be: her propriety, her humbleness and religiousness. At the beginning, she appears as a mousy creature, easily moved to tears, but, as her personality unfolds, she turns out to be a strong woman, quite feminist, probably a reflection of Charlotte Bronte herself.
I think that Crimsworth falls in love with her even more since she probably is all that he is not: where he runs away from adversity, as he did when he came to Brussels, she turns to face her fears; where he received help to improve in life (something he is incapable of admitting), she finds her improvement and escapes her poverty through her own means and strength; where he never confronts M. Hundsen’s questionable character, she does so, very strongly, in their first meeting. In all, the author uses the great contrast to highly criticize Crimsworth, representing men and all of the restraining morals of the time. Both he and Frances, coming from the same type of loneliness, deal with adversity in almost opposite ways. Bronte makes her main character, a man, very unlikeable, but introduces the female counterpart in a way that makes you like her, if not from the start, at least as her character comes to light.
I have read many reviews saying that this novel is racist and chauvinistic, but it is not. On the contrary, it seems more of an explanation of why people are xenophobic and self-righteous: because of acute loneliness that comes from rejection, isolation and misunderstanding. As Frances Henri herself says: “Patriotism […] spreads a man’s selfishness in wider circles”. This statement itself sheds light on the whole point of the book, which, by the way, I have also read is referred to as pointless and predictable. These reviews have probably been made by narrow-mined readers who pretended to read a straight-forward romance novel, only to find an uncomfortable story line that leads to an uncomfortable realization of their own predictable flaws.