Rochester's skeleton in the closet

A couple of reviews of The McSweeney's Joke Book of Book Jokes - a book that we presented yesterday- feature its story, Jane Eyre runs for President by Sean Carnan:

Most of the essays are savvy combinations of book smarts and pop culture and, of course, some work out better than others. Sean Carman's "Jane Eyre Runs for President" sounds promising but falls flat. It's fun to imagine plain, quiet Jane running a country rather than pining for Rochester and trying to find herself. Plus, the mad woman in the attic would be an interesting skeleton in the closet for her opponent to unveil during debates. But the essay doesn't go there and Carman's protagonist could be any Victorian woman. (Krista Derbecker Gilliam on Creative Loafing)

In “Jane Eyre Runs for President,” the candidate complains about the insufferable Chris Matthews of MSNBC: “I curl my fists into tiny balls beneath the interview table.” (Doug Monroe, Issue 41, The Paste)

Spin reviews Los Campesinos!'s album Hold On Now, Youngster... wich includes:

"Don't Tell Me to Do the Math(s)" accomplishes a similar feat, dropping Jane Eyre and the Dewey decimal system into a buzzing melody that taps both ABBA and Annie. (Shannon Zimmerman)

Check these previous posts in you want to know more about it.

Some blogs now: On The Dead Authors Blog a very, very unlikely Charlotte Brontë makes an appearance and Donde me llevan los pies... (in Spanish) and Antológico (in Portuguese) posts brief comments on Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights respectively.

Categories: Books, Humour, Jane Eyre, Music, Wuthering Heights