People always tend to forget that every generation looks super fucking weird to every generation before them.
No one's exempt from this. No telling what the older people during the Renaissance thought of the artists of the time.
If you are over the age of 35, you think everyone younger than you is screwing things up in some form or fashion. It's a vicious cycle because in 20 years, today's 21 year olds will be bitching about the 15-year-old kids in their flying cars and gelatin capsule meals.
In A Room With a View, we find a certain amount of tension amongst the generations. The medieval older generation that believes in a certain set of standards. Then there are the Renaissance characters that seek a certain amount adventure, art, music, romance and true love based on mutual attraction and regardless of class or circumstance.
The Renaissance always wins out because everyone wants to secretly be one whereas nobody really wants to be medieval.
One of the medieval characters is Cecil. He's Lucy Honeychurch's fiance once she returns from Florence. He's a bookish dweeb, a classist and a sort of party pooper. Lucy finally breaks up with him after he won't play tennis with Lucy's brother and George Emerson.
He is portrayed by the great Daniel Day-Lewis, who achieves a certain amount of acting cred when he makes the Cecil character 100 billion times more obnoxious than the guy in the book.
Although, Cecil is caught in a tough spot. He doesn't want to play tennis. He's no good at it, he doesn't like playing so what's the point in forcing himself to do something he doesn't want to do?
It's a familiar spot for all men. For generations, men have been forced to do shit they don't want to do only because it's expected of them. It doesn't make any sense, but it beats being alone or fighting all the time. It's ultra frustrating that Lucy wouldn't even kiss him.
It's a book that spans generations of male frustration.
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