Rebecca
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
BOOK REVIEW 📚
It’s been a long time since a reading caused me as many emotions as Daphne Du Maurier’s gothic novel, Rebecca. In it we are confronted with something that has happened to all of us: fantasizing about something or someone letting ourselves be carried away by the opinion of others, in order to find out how wrong we were. Through a descriptive and, at times, philosophical narrative, the author immerses us in the story and in the paranoia in which the protagonist lives, whose name we never found out. The plot of “Rebecca” is simple but effective: a young woman falls in love with an older man, whom she marries, and goes to live on his property. However, it is at this point that she realizes that the presence of her husband’s late wife is everywhere, including in the minds of everyone around her. But was Rebecca like everyone imagined?
Rebecca woke up some sleeping demons in me and, despite having to deal with it emotionally, it was a very pleasant read. I loved all the tension and mystery surrounding Manderley and Rebecca, and the evolution of the protagonist.
I had already seen Hitchcock’s 1940 adaptation of Daphne du Maurier’s book and had been fascinated to read the book. Although with some changes, I think it’s an excellent movie. 🎬

















