It was the introductory line of this classic that drew me back to to this classic. Somehow, after the heights and excesses of the last few years of economic expansion, the country (or world perhaps?) has been plunged into the “worst of times” since the Great Depression.
Or so they say.
Not having read Dickens since 7th or 8th grade, I was surprised at his ability to pull me into the world of late 18th Century London and Paris. The horrors of the revolution, the squalor and misery of life for “honest tradesmen” in London, seemed more vivid to me than they did when I was 13.
From time to time, when reading the novel, I felt that Dickens had introduced too many characters (Miss Pross especially), and I was eager for him to pick up the pace of things. By and by those concerns dropped away, as each character seemed to have his place in the dramatic finish.
In the end, it was a love story with a happy ending; although the ‘love’ part of it was again, much more complicated then I think I appreciated having read it years ago.