Howard’s End by E. M. Forster
Howard’s End by E.M. Forster is overrun with characters who had clever thoughts and conversations about Nature, Literature, Art and other Capitalised Ideas, although these intellectually blessed characters were generally short of common sense, to the detriment of themselves and other characters whose ordinary thoughts were more in keeping with my own.
I read Where Angels Fear to Tread by this author and enjoyed the writing style and the story, but did not like the characters in that book any better than those in Howard’s End.
Howard’s End follows the lives of the Schlegel and the Wilcox families who met while travelling on the Continent (I guess there is no need to say when this story is set after using the term ‘travelling on the Continent’). Sisters Margaret and Helen Schlegel had an income that was large enough for them to indulge in Clever Thoughts, but were fascinated by the self-made, buttoned-up, ordinary-thinking Wilcox clan to the point where Helen entered into a hasty and soon regretted engagement with the younger Wilcox son.
The engagement ended as quickly as it begun and the two families would not have met again except that the Wilcox’s took a house in London across the road from the Schlegel’s. Mrs Wilcox and Margaret formed a friendship and when Mrs Wilcox died suddenly, the Wilcox family were angry to learn she left her family home, Howard’s End to Margaret on a whim. As Mrs Wilcox’s wish was not formalised in a will, the Wilcox’s did not action the wish and Margaret herself was unaware of the bequest.
A few years after Mrs Wilcox’s death Mr Wilcox began courting Margaret, who agreed to marry him for reasons I found difficult to understand. Personally, I would have been put off by his horrible cigar breath during the first kiss, but Margaret professed to Understand and Respect who Mr Wilcox was as a Man. Mr Wilcox’s children, however, were deeply unhappy with their father’s choice of wife.
Margaret’s younger sister Helen was the interfering type who caused trouble wherever she went, most significantly when she and Margaret became involved in the life of Leonard Bast, a poor clerk they had met by accident at a concert and took an interest in. Leonard’s common-law wife Jacky had an unexpected connection with the Wilcox family too.
The differences between the three families seemed insurmountable to me for them to have been connected socially, but these differences in their outlooks were the whole point of the novel. The different standards for men and women, the extreme divide between the rich and the poor, the stiff English nature of the Wilcox’s compared to the expressive, romantic nature of the half-German Schlegel’s, even the differences between the love of the city and the country were explored in this story. “Only connect” is the most well-known quote from this novel.
My irritation with the characters, who mostly had unlikeable natures (excluding Mrs Wilcox and Margaret) meant that I struggled to like this story. The Schlegel’s Big Ideas drove me mad and the Wilcox’s weren’t my type either. Funnily enough, I think I related best to poor Leonard Bast, whose only aim was to improve himself culturally.
Regardless of my general dislike of the characters, I was able to Respect and Admire the Beauty of the Writing. The story was also fascinating in that Mr Wilcox believed a war with Germany was coming (Howard’s End was written several years before World War One broke out). The author delighted me by suggesting in Howard’s End that in 100 years, it would be unthinkable for a woman not to work. Woohoo!
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