Took a long time for me to finish this book, considering its length, and I almost quit several times. It does seem well-researched; my rating is a reflection of my personal experience. My main issue Was it seems written for a reader who is well familiar with the history of Marie-Antoinette and all the events and players.
The focus is on the pamphlets, the fake news of the time, that established a false reputation for Marie-Antoinette as a foreigner born of the evil who sought to destroy France, and a woman with an insatiable and perverse sexual appetite. These laid the groundwork for the Revolution. One problem I had with this book is it often makes declarative statements of this propaganda and doesn’t include much about the truth. I don’t know if this is a result of translation (I seem to struggle with books translated from French in general), or if it was the style of the author’s original work. But it was hard to tell what was truth and what was repeating the propaganda as if it was truth. Combined with references to people and events I wasn’t familiar with that are never explained, it was a confusing and difficult read.
The main text comprises only about 150 pages, and the remaining 100 pages are notes and select pamphlets. It was surprising how explicit some of the pamphlets were.
Throughout the book, there are subtle explorations of the subjugation of women. Under the system of monarchy, a woman like Marie-Antoinette would be sent at a young age to a foreign country where she’d be hated as a foreigner, to marry a king she’d never met, for the purposes, essentially, of breeding an heir. They were objects of hatred, in constant danger, and only of interest when they were pregnant. The Revolution didn’t seem to improve matters for women, as the focus was on men in power. Marie-Antoinette was vilified in part because she was the daughter of a powerful woman. Though the little shared about real Marie-Antoinette that wasn’t pamphlets propaganda indicates she wasn’t actually much of a threat. She was unaware of any danger rising until it was too late, and focused on being fashionable. She would never say anything witty, and she’d often feign a trance in conversations, and then repeat the best comment someone else made, verbatim, as her own—if called out, she’d insist she hadn’t heard it said. I wish there had been more content like that, about the truth of who she was to contrast what the pamphlets claimed.
I think this book is well-suited to readers who know French history and want to dive deeper, but for casual readers like me, it’s a bit too academic and narrowly focused to be easily accessible.