(…) Head bowed, he genuflected and made the Sign of the Cross as he passed in front of the tabernacle, then quietly slid into a pew. There were huge padded red leather doors inside the vestibule of Saint Mary’s Dane poked one open and slipped inside. She also has my respect for creating this beautiful scene, in which a handsome, gifted and universally loved young man confides his secret pain to God. Colleen McCullough wrote a novel, got it published and saw it become a bestseller, which is more than I have ever done. And this is why I don’t recommend it.īut criticizing is easy, creating is hard. So, The Thorn Birds is a protracted novel with a confused, unsatisfactory message and ending. She said in an interview that her intention was the latter but the recurring theme of the “thorn birds”, which gives the novel its title, is actually a defence of the first idea. The author apparently didn’t make up her mind about whether she wanted to defend the thesis that “love is always worth it, even if it makes you suffer” or if on the contrary, she wanted to convince us that “it’s foolish to spend your life pining for someone you can’t have”. It’s too long it’s not properly researched as regards the Australian landscapes where it’s set and the worst, it’s a schizophrenic story. I’ll start this with a disclaimer: I do not recommend the novel The Thorn Birds.
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