Fanny Hill (Or Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure), by John Cleland (1748)

Fanny Hill, or Memoirs of a Woman of PleasureFanny Hill, or Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure by John Cleland
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I first encountered "Fanny Hill" in college, when an adaptation appeared on Cinemax After Dark. Recently, while searching through Kindle's "free classics," I found it. Why not, right?

"Fanny Hill" was originally published in 1749. Yes, 27 years before the Declaration of Independence. It was pretty well banned from then till 1966.

Brief synopsis:
Fanny is a 15 year old country girl. Her parents both die. She moves to London, and becomes a prostitute, falling in love once with a young man named Charles, who put her up in a flat. Charles has to leave on a long sea voyage. Fanny works in a high-end brothel. She makes money, has a post-hookery fling with a rich guy who leaves her his entire fortune, then reunites with Charles, whom she marries, and with whom she lives happily ever after.

"Fanny Hill" was funny for awhile, just at how overwrought was the prose, and how many euphemisms the author found to describe our various human parts.

It got old to me, though, because that's really all there is to "Fanny Hill": a bunch of sexual encounters, loosely connected by recovery from or preparations for sexual encounters.

It was not something I'd recommend, really, but it was kind of funny for awhile, till the novelty wore off.

In retrospect, I think they had to tone "Fanny Hill" DOWN for Cinemax After Dark. Also, I'll never be able to hear the word "instrument" again without blushing.

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B.A. in Literature, Minor in Film Theory and Criticism, thus meaning all I’m trained is to write blog posts here. Neptune is my favorite planet–it vents methane into the solar system like my brother does. I think Chicken McNuggets look like Pennsylvania, Illinois, and Indiana. There are times when I’m medicated, which is why I wrote about McNuggets. Buy some today and tell me I’m wrong! Anyway, Beyond that: mammal, Floridian, biped.Good Night, and Good Luck. Besos, tom
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