![]() ![]() I wanted to declare that The Confessions of Saint Augustine was probably racier, but it wouldn’t have done any good. My religious English teacher said the novel was immoral and inappropriate reading for a 12-year-old. So when I wrote a book report on Françoise Sagan's Bonjour Tristesse, it was rejected. I confess I slipped in to see And God Created Woman with Brigitte Bardot, condemned to a “C” rating by the National Legion of Decency. ![]() The trouble was that, attending Catholic school, I wasn't permitted to read certain novels or watch certain films. Today it envelops me like a silken web, enervating and soft, and sets me apart from everybody else.Ĭoming of age in the late 1950s, I had a fascination for all things French. More about this series, and how to submit, here.Ī strange melancholy pervades me to which I hesitate to give the grave and beautiful name of sorrow. This is the eighteenth in Critical Mass's new Second Thoughts series, curated by Daniel Akst. ![]()
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