Everyone is familiar with Charlotte Brontë's passionate, but restrained novel in which the plain, yet spirited governess Jane Eyre falls for the arrogant Mr. Rochester. It’s a novel that simmers with sexual tension but never quite reaches the boiling point. Which is to be expected. After all, the original was written in 1847. That was then. This is now. And in JANE EYRE LAID BARE, author Eve Sinclair writes between the lines to chart the smoldering sexual chemistry between the long-suffering governess and her brooding employer.
When an eager and curious Jane Eyre arrives at Thornfield Hall her sexual desires are awakened. Who is the enigmatic Rochester and why is she attracted to him? What are the strange, yet captivating noises coming from the attic, and why does the very air she breathes feel heavy with passion? Only one thing is certain. Jane Eyre may have arrived at Thornfield an unfulfilled and tentative woman, but she will leave a very different person...
In the classic version of this tale, Jane is a governess who falls for her brooding and mysterious master. It's a time-tested book that generations have loved for both it's eccentricities as well as its plainness. Taking a more current approach, Sinclair has taken the sexual undertones in the book and fleshed them out to a more erotic version.
Though I think Sinclair mastered the additions to the book, I ended up extremely disappointed. Most of the 'sex' scenes fit seemlessly in with the original story. The characters I have loved so long are still here and it was just enough different that it was like reading a new book that I remembered dearly. That's difficult to explain. Personally, I don't quite understand the difference between erotica and porn. Half the time I was reading, I didn't feel like I was old enough to be reading it.
My real problem with this book lies in the ending. Though I don't want to alarm you with a spoiler, I was incredibly angry with the entire book after finishing it. Although the ending fits and makes sense in the updated version, it completely ruined the original ending. My beloved Mr. Rochester became a smarmy, filthy character that I just couldn't identify with. Instead of the ending that I know and love, I was faced with something that took a beautiful love story and turned it into something else.
For those of you who love erotica, you can't go wrong with this one. The actual story, other than the ending for me, is amazing. Jane Eyre fans may want to be cautioned. This is no longer the book that you have come to adore over the years of rereading it. On the other hand, it's definitely worth picking up and reading to see what Sinclair has done. Though I don't approve, it was flawlessly executed and does offer a genius different perspective to the original.
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Shawn
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