(* This was filed under August and I never got it reposted on the blog. I read it in August 2017 – while I was in ND)
Oh, I’ve wanted to read this for a long, long time. I saw the movie when I was about 14 years old and loved it – loved Audrey Hepburn, loved Moon River – cried in my popcorn all the way through.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s
1958 / 194 pages
read by Michael C. Hall
rating: 9.5 – classic fiction
So here I am, 50+ years later finally reading the book. I read In Cold Blood and very much enjoyed it, also read some gossipy thing by Capote and his Christmas book.
At only 125 pages this is a novella really, one of those in which every word counts. More than a short story, but less than a full novel with a one-thread plot and great characters . It’s like Daisy Miller by Henry James in several ways – a flirtatious young woman alone in an exotic place where the 1st person protagonist watches her and reports. There are a few more similarities, but that’s enough – the stories are both exceptional, but they’re basically quite different.
Holly Golightly lives in an apartment in New York and meets a neighbor who narrates the story. It turns out that Holly is more than a bit flighty – I supposed she lives up to her name – and she’s involved in some illicit activities, making money where she can, and so on. She’s come a long way from some tragic beginnings but will she find love and happiness doing what she’s doing?