Celie starts out by writing to God but her faith in the divine withers under the abuses she suffers and witnesses. As she encounters other women who inspire her, she comes to place her faith instead in them and, eventually in herself.
This is a novel with very strong themes: slavery, abuse, neglect, suffering, subjugation and there’s nothing wrong with that at all. What jars a bit though is how all of this is focussed on women and black women to boot. It’s clear who the enemies are: men and all whites.
The novel’s medium is a series of letters to God and then exchanged with Celie’s sister. This medium serves the one-sided message of the novel well. There’s a certain irony in the central themes of the novel though as prejudice is fought against with… well… more prejudice. Perhaps it can’t be helped. We’re all human, despite our ethnic differences after all.
The writing was good but not overwhelmingly so. The storyline was reasonable but the ending a little too syrupy and perfect for me. No wonder Spielberg snapped it up for filming. It’s just his kind of tear-jerking stuff.
Dear God, I am fourteen years old.
it ain’t easy, trying to do without God. Even if you know he ain’t there, trying to do without him is a strain.
have you ever found God in a church? I never did. I just found a bunch of folks hoping for him to show. Any God I ever felt in a church I brought in with me.
I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.
People think pleasing God is all God care about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.
I think this is the youngest us ever felt.
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2007 – March