Takaaki Imoto Imoto từ Anua, Eastern 96799, Samoa thuộc Mỹ
What really made the book for me was the characters. There was a strong "supporting" cast. I put those words in quote because although Lucie, Darnay and Doctor Manette were central to the plot, character wise I felt there were so-so. Doctor Manette was a stronger character than Lucie - Lucie tended to be a tad flowery for me - but that seemed to fit the times. She was fairly 2-D, but she didn't need to really be anything more, I suppose. And Darnay was sort of a victim of circumstance and tended to lay back and let things take their course which also fit. Thus, the supporting aspect. Madame Defarge, however, was another story. Such intricacies and such ... vengeance and cold-heartiness. I loved this character - not because of what she did, but because Dickens allowed her to do it. She was a ring master - “You knit with great skill, madame.” / “I am accustomed to it.” She was a terrifying character because of this power and control and, more importantly, because one knew that she would use such things cruelly. To create a character in a book that one dreads reading when she is one the page because of what she might do, is a great thing. My utter favorite though was Sydney Carton. His desperate need to find some sort of redemption that lead him to France and to his death; his self-hatred was so a vivid thing at times. It was more than he needed to die - it was almost that he wanted to because, by doing so, he could become the man he had always longed to be. It gives Carton such a sense of chilling heroism (that comes from another author's notes at the end of the book). His death, at least in his eyes, was the best thing about his life. The sad irony in that is well-handled by Dickens. It is this understanding that Carton did not die in vain that the reader is left with. Of course, at the same time, the reader is also left tightly grasping their book wondering why this was how it had to be.