Good clean Janeite fun
Alert Janeite Mimi sent us an article from Kritik Magazine complaining about the Janeites who put Mr. Darcy on a pedestal.
There’s a difference between someone who appreciates Jane Austen and someone who wants to be Jane Austen. It’s good to use literature as an occasional escape from reality, but when fiction spills over into real life and we start to want to inhabit it—when we start assuming that life is a series of F. Darcy Balls and proposals from Colin Firth—it’s a problem.
Don’t blame Jane Austen if some of her fans get carried away. In fact, Jane Austen wrote a book about someone who took books too seriously. But we must protest and say that the vast majority of folks dressing up and going dancing at the Fitzwilliam Darcy Ball were just interested in having some fun, and that many of the young ladies on Facebook who claim they are waiting for their Mr. Darcy have their tongues firmly in cheek.
And who made Facebook a reliable barometer of society at large anyway?
Austenites airbrush Austen’s Darcy himself. They forget that the man in the book is arrogant, rude and in the end, stable and good but a little bit boring. They miss the whole point when they refuse to give second chances to the stable and boring (or sloppy or impoverished or slightly vain) men in their own lives.
We have some sympathy for this point of view, but it also misses the point of the novel. Mr. Darcy isn’t attractive because he’s rich or handsome or arrogant or shy or even because he changes himself for Elizabeth’s sake (well, maybe that last one a little bit). He’s attractive because we see him through Elizabeth’s eyes, and he is the perfect man–for Elizabeth. They are wonderfully complementary characters, which the authoress acknowledged. From the novel, Vol. III, Ch. 8:
She began now to comprehend that he was exactly the man who, in disposition and talents, would most suit her. His understanding and temper, though unlike her own, would have answered all her wishes. It was an union that must have been to the advantage of both; by her ease and liveliness, his mind might have been softened, his manners improved, and from his judgment, information, and knowledge of the world, she must have received benefit of greater importance.
While we’re not entirely sure whether the slavering hordes on Facebook are completely cognizant of that point, we think that complementary nature of Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy’s relationship is what they really are looking for. They are soul mates, and there’s not really anything magic about it.












