

Everyone seems to think that he killed Wife #2, and that is why he is never received by people. Her cousin died two weeks after the wedding, then Erik married another woman, had a daughter, and the second wife disappeared 6 years before the book starts. Erik is Scottish (and we’ll get to that), but also an old flame of Christine’s- ten years before, they’d been screwing each other silly, until Erik went off and married her cousin. But then Erik, Duke of Sedgwick shows up. Of course, the other paleontologist shows up at the gala with her best friend, announcing that a) they are going to Gretna Green as soon as the gala is over, and b) he’s been given the expedition to Perth. We meet her at a gala for the Not British Museum just as she is hoping to be announced as the leader of an expedition to dig up some dinosaur bones in Perth, and she has intentions of asking another paleontologist to marry her. She is 28, and doesn’t consider herself a great beauty. So, our heroine is Christine, who is a paleontologist. And then there’s the part where I disagree with the person who recommended it. And there were some good compenant parts. Though that helps.Īnyway, so this is- loosely- a retelling of Beauty and the Beast. And not just because he GIVES HER A MOTHERFUCKING LIBRARY. (“YOU NEED TO LEARN TO CONTROL YOUR TEMPER.”) And sometimes it’s someone calling you on your shit and refusing to tolerate your dickishness that provides the impetus. I know there are people who think it’s an example of Stockholm Syndrome and that it encourages the idea that women can change men, which I think is a simplistic reading of the text and we could get into it, but the core lesson, I think, is that if you want to be treated like a person, you have to act like a person.

Second, Beauty and the Beast is my favorite Disney movie. There are pictures of dinosaur poo on my twitter feed from my Christmas visit to the Science Museum of Minnesota. Not a big enough of phase to want to become a paleontologist, but still, very interesting and whatnot. So there’s a couple things you should know: first, like many people, I went through a dinosaur phase in my misspent youth, so there’s that. Aw, hell, there isn’t a name attached to the rec, but Sarah sent in on because “it’s fun when your head explodes!”
