Author: Karen M. Cox
Date of Publication: 29th September 2010
I’m a great fan of re-tellings. If you’ve read any of my reviews before, then you probably know that this is because I spent a massive part of my teenage years reading Fanfiction. To me, re-telling is the highest form of worship which can be given…however enter at your own peril. It can sometimes go very, very wrong. This, a Depression era version of Pride and Prejudice, is a quick, sweet and entertaining tale. However for me it bore far too little resemblance to the original.
I liked the characters, sure – however if he weren’t called Darcy, I would never equate William Darcy here to the Fitzwilliam Darcy of the original. Their characters are not alike enough to draw that connecting dotted line. Nor are a great of host of characters even partially imbued with their original counterpart’s traits. It’s a re-telling, I hear you shout. Yes – but surely a re-telling should harken ever so slightly more to the original?
The other thing I struggled with was the era. I was expecting something a lot harsher and grittier than what I got. This was, I won’t lie, a disappointment. I occasionally lost a grasp on the era this was supposed to be, as whole sections went by with no indication that characters were in the harsh times of Prohibition America. There were some great glimmers of hardship, but they were quickly forgotten when Pemberley came onto the scene; early and eclipsing all other locations.
Saying this; I did enjoy 1932. It was a really fun romance, quick to read and rewarding. Yes, there were too many endings (although if it’s good enough for Director Peter Jackson…!) but overall there’s lots to like here. My difficulty is that I think I would have enjoyed it even more, had it been an original story instead of a Pride and Prejudice re-telling.