[I apologize beforehand for the disjointedness of this review. I have so many feelings about this book, so many thoughts, and so many emotions to talk about that it’ll probably end up not making much sense. But it’s the best I could do.]
Anne’s children were almost grown up, except for pretty, high-spirited Rilla. No one could resist her bright hazel eyes and dazzling smile. Rilla, almost fifteen, can’t think any further ahead than going to her very first dance at the Four Winds lighthouse and getting her first kiss from handsome Kenneth Ford. But undreamed-of challenges await the irrepressible Rilla when the world of Ingleside becomes endangered by a far-off war. Her brothers go off to fight, and Rilla brings home an orphaned newborn in a soup tureen. She is swept into a drama that tests her courage and leaves her changed forever.
Ohhhh, how I love this book…
DESPITE THE FACT THAT IT RIPS MY HEART OUT EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.
Just finished reading it for the third or fourth time and it still moved me to tears in multiple places because WALTER and Dog Monday and Shirley going away to war and-I just- It’s perfect and perfectly heartbreaking at the same time. I still find it hard to believe that the series started out so lighthearted and then it went from happy to serious to sad to absolutely soul-crushing. Because WALTER. (Yeah, I can’t get over him. Not even trying.) There are a few fun parts in RoI (mainly to do with Susan), but they’re often overshadowed by WWI and everyone dying or enlisting or any other number of sad, awful things.
I think Rilla is awesome. She’s about my age (and will be for the next couple of years – or, rather, I’ll be her age) and sometimes I just wish I could be her and have brothers like Walter and Jem and Shirley (though I love the brothers I already have) and a sweetheart like Ken and a friend like Una. Her character development is great and the way she rises to so many occasions through the course of the book makes me admire her so much – but she isn’t perfect, either, and that makes her even better (which doesn’t really make sense, but it’s true). Rilla is my favorite book heroine, hands-down (I should have put her in my female characters tag post, but I forgot).
And then there’s all the other characters: Susan (who always makes me laugh), Anne and Gilbert (they’re even better in RoI than some of the other books – brave and wonderful), Ken (*fangirls*), and Jem and Shirley (everyone talks about Walter – and I’m not saying that’s a bad thing – but on my last read through of RoI, I discovered a great appreciation for these two). AND WALTER. Everyone loves Walter, don’t they? (I’m talking about both the characters in the book and the fandom.) You can’t NOT love Walter. I know that LMM was prone to sentimentality, and sometimes it gets on my nerves a little, but it fits Walter in the most perfect way possible (when he’s a child and when he’s grown up). I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. And everyone talks about his death and his letter, but don’t forget that when he was alive, he rescued a fellow soldier from No-Man’s Land (and was awarded the Distinguished Conduct Medal) and that’s AWESOME. I have tons of feels about Walter and I couldn’t convey half of them properly. HE’S SO SWEET AND HE SHOULD’VE COME HOME AND MARRIED UNA AND IT’S JUST NOT FAIR.
(By the way, this song always reminds me of Walter. Sort of from Rilla and Una’s POV combined.)
I know LMM was purposely manipulating everyone’s emotions, but it still works. Even when I know I’m being played, I always cry at all the same places. When Walter enlists, when Walter dies, when Walter’s letter comes, when Shirley enlists, when Jem goes MIA, when Bruce drowns his kitten to bring Jem back (some people view that bit as creepy, but I don’t – he was just a kid; he didn’t know any better), and when Jem comes home and DOG MONDAY RUNS OUT TO MEET HIM AND IT’S SO SAD AND HAPPY ALL AT ONCE. I always cry hardest there.
You know what the best thing about RoI is? It’s one-hundred percent Canadian. *happy sigh*
I know of three fictional Walters that fought in three separate wars – Civil War, WWI, and WWII – and they all died. I guess it’s not a good idea to be named Walter when there’s a major war on, eh?
If I ever get a dog, I’m naming it Dog Monday. And I bet I’ll name one of my sons Walter.
Did I mention that I reeeeally don’t like Irene whatshername? The things she says about Walter…
UGH THIS BOOK IS SO FEELSY. But I’d better wrap this up, ’cause I’m running out of time to write.
“And so, goodnight.”