Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
*contains spoilers* Flaubert once famously declared “Madame Bovary, c’est moi!” But what did he mean? The two persons could not have been more different, nor could they have led more different lives – unless one of them turned out to be Martian. Emma Bovary, in her inherently aspirational character, is a social creature intent on mingling with the finest of mid-nineteenth century French society, regardless of her or her long-suffering husband’s low status. She is especially attracted to the professionals and the aristocracy, and in order to elevate herself to her inwardly canonised ideal, her abstract notion of perfection – that unattainable divineness imposed on her by her experiences in a convent in Rouen at a very young age – she becomes their plaything. And it is this pursuit for the ideal perfection that essentially leads her to madness and death. Flaubert, meanwhile was a recluse who mingled only with the literary clique when he had to – and was most notably a man: that privilege...