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Thus a hierarchy is extended into a tripartite structure between Clegg — the worst reader — Miranda the disciple and G. Compared to G. Eddins, however, considers that Miranda in her turn is herself a collector as in her paintings she is not original; she just accumulates images from others and reproduces them in her own. Imprisoned, unable to grow. At the mercy of this resentment, this hateful millstone envy of the Calibans of this world.
Because they all hate us, they hate us for being different, for not being them, for their own not being like us. They persecute us, they crowd us out, they send us to Coventry, they sneer at us, they yawn at us, they blindfold themselves and stuff up their ears.
They do anything to avoid having to take notice of us and respect us. Guffawed at. Made coarse jokes about. I hate them. Fowles Nevertheless, one may discuss the fact that Miranda can develop, as Fowles himself stated, only after this traumatic experience. Her potential exists and although she hated the experience, she never truly regrets it.
She has to learn to let go of her preconceptions of being one of the Few and actually becoming one. I would not want this not to have happened. Because if I escape I shall be a completely different and I think better person. It is like firing a pot.
You have to risk the cracking and warping. Fowles Many critics have argued that there is no certainty that she would have actually changed, but the mere idea that she has taken into account developing into a completely new human being should be enough to at least make readers wonder what could have been. Clegg, on the other hand, has no desire to change or hear any other opinions.
He proves unable to give up his prejudices and repressed sexuality, never speaking up front and always choosing a roundabout way. There is an obvious failure in communication, mainly because Clegg feels alienated and insecure about himself. He creates all sorts of scenarios in his mind, never having them confirmed. Fowles Clegg is trapped in his own world, with his mental problems and a perpetual vicious circle. He resembles that hamster on the wheel which hopes to get somewhere. Docherty There is a reading to the novel that Clegg really wanted to become more than what he was regarded to be, that he wanted to show he was maturing.
Unfortunately, his plans and actions are in opposition with what a young man should stand for. All his fears invade him and he can no longer articulate his aims, transforming himself into an unpleasant human being. It is on this second level that she achieves at least the dignity of freedom. Docherty The Collector was intended to make readers stop for a moment and think about otherness trying to grasp the meaning of life, survival and self-respect.
Works Cited Docherty, Thomas. Volume Volume 17, no. Fowles, John. A word we all understand. Please enjoy this fine book. The English of spake by the characters in this drama doth impose upon thee to read more slowly and carefully than may be thine custom. A mere tittle of patience with the flibberty-gibberty dialogue shall vouchsafe theeself with a most astounding account of pagan idolatry, vice, scandal, heresy, redemption, spiritual awakening, and other doings not of the mortal world, that thou shall feast upon as a cat laps cream.
This is the type of book that jolt your mind to search and probe for further explanations to some of life mysteries by showing you events and things that normally are not covered by the trite and controlled press. I am glad I bought it. Not as good as his other books, but I may read it again and change my opinion. Of Fowles I’ve previously read ‘The Magus’, and disliked it. Here : ‘the lady in silver’ is objectively seen by two independant witnesses, but this objective reality does not fit with any possible interpretation of the outcome.
Similarly, the mouth of the hanged man being stopped up with violets. Rebecca’s transformation from whore to religious visionary we can accept, but that doesn’t excuse all that goes on around. This 2nd hand book will go straight to recycling. Two stars for the period atmosphere, although the insertion of photocopies of irrelevant period magazines is really, seriously, lame.
One person found this helpful. See all reviews. Top reviews from other countries. This is the first time that I have read this novel, and although I will admit that I did quite like this and found it enjoyable enough it was not as good as other stories by John Fowles. Although starting off very well it does start to lose direction nearer the end. It is important that you do read the prologue to see what a maggot is in an older context and meaning as this will become important as you read this, although a maggot as to its more conventional meaning can also be discerned here.
Our story then starts in the first half of the 18th Century as we follow a group of travellers making their way into Devon, but it soon becomes apparent that this small group is not quite what it seems. By the end of the first part then we see that one of the travellers is found hanging, and the other four have mysteriously disappeared. It is thus the job of Henry Ayscough to try and locate and question the others of the group. We thus read of the interviews he holds with those he manages to have tracked down.
What we are given then is an historical tale with a hint of possibly sci-fi or fantasy elements at the later stage, although this is seen by the interviewee as witnessing Heaven or a perfect Earth, as it does indeed appear as a utopia. At the end this does become slightly lecturing in tone and thus may put some people off as well as the fact that this is metafiction, postmodernist and as with the novels of the 18th Century does contain a lot of interviews, and letters, as the epistolary novel was very popular at this period of history.
As we see here history comes under the magnifying glass, as with one character as she describes heaven or the future so she can only do so in the vocabulary of her time, and in its philosophy and other constraints, creating something dreamlike or drug induced to those who listen to her.
Her religious thoughts as well turn towards the Shakers, and indeed we know who the child she carries will be, so this fits in nicely within the framework. The biggest problem that perhaps readers of this will face is that there is no outright conclusion to the mystery of what happened and why one traveller is not found, which once again may be something that will put some readers off.
We can only conclude on certain levels that either time travel is being used, or that someone has suddenly become so holy that his remains have been removed from this sphere, or indeed that murder most foul has been carried out and the body not located.
A strength and weakness of Fowles is he is very much of his time. This allows us insights into the people and relationships of the 50ss, as if they were behind glass in a museum. The problem with this book is the vapid pseudo-intellectual nonsense that passes for middle class conversation kills the book.
At least it did for this reader, who is really fond of Fowles other works. What I love about John Fowles’ books is the fact that you never quite know what the story is about until you finish the whole book. As is the case with ‘A Maggot’. When I brought the book I didnt know that it would lead me to where is has and thats exactly what you want from books.
The other thing I love about John Fowles’ writing is it is very intelligent, interesting and insightful. I learnt, imagined and questioned many things while reading this book.
I brought this book because I read a review that said something like ‘it is the most bizarre book I have ever read’. I dont think it was intended as a compliment but having read that sentence and some of his other works I was sold. If you like John Fowles’ other books you will like this one. I really didn’t like this book. I thought that I liked John Fowles from reading him in my youth, so I decided to download this ebook.
All I would say is that there is an underlying good story, but you need a lot of perseverance to get to the good bits. Mostly its hard-to-decipherth century speak which just drones on and on without much apparent purpose. I persevered to the end, but I was glad when it was finished! Be careful when purchasing, might not be the cover you expected to receive. I wanted the white and purple vintage fowles edition for a collection, but received this instead. Warning to anyone bothered about covers.
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Showing Average rating 3. Rating details. More filters. Sort order. Start your review of The Collector. Apr 06, Brenna rated it really liked it. Rather than go into the plot details I’d rather touch on the larger metaphors of the book in this review. Although the basic plot is chilling enough on its own A man kidnaps a beautiful and intelligent young girl the parts that truly disturbed me had to do more with what I believe Fowles was saying about modern culture and the rise of the middle class.
Though this book is decidedly “British” in many ways, I think the issues he raises are applicable to any society where a large middle class is Rather than go into the plot details I’d rather touch on the larger metaphors of the book in this review. Though this book is decidedly “British” in many ways, I think the issues he raises are applicable to any society where a large middle class is created in a relatively short amount of time.
For me, this book is asking whether financial stability really leads to morality and more fulfilling lives as in Major Barbara or if perhaps we actually lose our souls once our bellies are fed. As some have mentioned in other reviews, Miranda is the stereotypical posh young artist.
Born rich, it’s easy for her to dismiss the complaints of the lower classes while at the same time hurling scorn at the society that produced her. I’ve met many people like Miranda especially during my Masters at Columbia School of the Arts where trust fund babies were the norm, I went to school with a Pulitzer heiress for goodness sake and usually found them boring and shallow, quick to namedrop an artist or recite tired rhetoric.
But as her story progressed I began to like her more and more; Miranda is extremely self-aware, and I sensed that given time, she would grow out of her naivety and become a truly amazing woman. She is only 20 after all, barely an adult, and for all her idealistic pretension she is trying to evolve and grow something that’s can’t be said for many of my Columbia peers.
That’s where the butterfly metaphor becomes even more apt; it’s not just that she’s a butterfly that Frederick has collected, it’s what a butterfly represents: metamorphoses. It’s almost as if Frederick has trapped her right when she was about to break out of her cocoon, halting her true beauty right before she was about to spread her wings.
Which brings me to Frederick as a stand-in for middle-class mediocrity. Reading this book, I was often reminded of the idea that the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. Frederick is indifferent to everything: art, war, sex, etc.
The only thing he seems to respond to is a fleeting type of beauty, and all he wants to do with that beauty is possess it. Not love it, not understand it, just possess it. Similarly, the rise of the middle class in America and the UK should have been a renaissance of ideas once our bellies were fed. In many ways it was the civil rights and feminist movements come to mind , but in others, like the rise of reality television, celebrity culture and punditry news, our success has just made us comfortable and indifferent to human suffering.
We go on collecting pop music, techno gadgets, houses, cars, spouses, designer clothes, with no question or investigation as to why. With the internet we have the opportunity to learn about anything and everything, for the first time in history the entire history of the world is available at our fingertips. Why then does misinformation and stupidity seem to be on the rise rather then the reverse? Why then are we becoming less literate rather than more? I agree with Miranda when she says art collectors are the worst offenders.
The idea that art is merely an investment just like the idea that a house is merely an investment rather than a home you share your life in is abhorrent to me. I could never stand to look at an ugly painting in my home just because it was worth money, nor could I ever live with myself if I hoarded Picassos or Bacons or Kirchners purely for my own benefit.
Because the true lover of beauty and not all beauty is beautiful as Bacon proves wants to share that beauty with the world. They want everyone to see, hear, taste, feel, and enjoy that beauty so that others lives may be enriched as well. They want everyone to feel as passionately as they do about what they love, but more importantly they just want others to feel. View all 34 comments. Raha i never read long reviews but i read yours, i found it very interesting and i loved it.
I read this when I was very young. Young enough that anything with a sexual connotation was interesting to me. Even really perverse deviations like this.
A collector of butterflies ‘collects’ a girl and holds her prisoner. His deviation is far deeper than merely sex. But of course, sex is implied all the time. There are two sorts of kept women, those gold-diggers who actively sought it, and those trophy wives who had never planned for it and had been actively courted.
This is a trophy wife by for I read this when I was very young. This is a trophy wife by force, not a sex slave but a ‘wife’. It’s a very original story, writing at it’s finest. And it’s creepy, very very creepy.
There are a lot of excellent reviews on GR about this book, but in my opinion they all give far too much away. The book is like an onion. The outside skin, then the world within, layer upon layer. And at it’s resolution, quite unexpectedly there is a tiny green shoot. Every detail you know about the story or the characters will take away a layer for you.
View all 49 comments. Fredrick is a clerk and butterfly collector who wins some money that lets him retire. Fredrick is lonely and has trouble getting along with others, the only people he really has are his aunt and cousin. He watches an art student named Miranda who starts to become his obsession. When he suddenly has a lot of free time and money on his hands, his daydreams about Miranda turn dark and he plans to kidnap her and hold her hostage in the cellar of an old cottage he buys until she gets to know him and Fredrick is a clerk and butterfly collector who wins some money that lets him retire.
When he suddenly has a lot of free time and money on his hands, his daydreams about Miranda turn dark and he plans to kidnap her and hold her hostage in the cellar of an old cottage he buys until she gets to know him and falls in love with him. I really enjoyed the book personally, I liked the writing style and even though its about something macabre Fowles doesn’t make it exploitative or gore-y to shock the reader. A lot of the focus is on the characters change and development as well as their thought process through out.
I think it’s really well done, both the Fredrick and Miranda parts are distinct and feel like two separate people. Everything unfolding the way it does felt so real too, the way Fredrick distances himself from what he’s doing and tries to justify it, insisting he doesn’t mean to do it until he does it even though everything is being meticulously planned. Also Miranda’s conflicted feelings over Fredrick and her slow breakdown from living confined and alone. I originally read this book because I was listening to last podcast on the left which I recommend to anyone who likes cults or serial killers but isn’t sensitive to jokes that may be considered offensive and they mention Leonard Lake being obsessed with the book.
I checked and there are multiple murders associated with the book and so I just wanted to see what about this book was causing all these people to feel like yes killing is great. Anyways the only thing I can come up with is that since the book was published in the s there wasn’t as much about sadistic killers or people doing crimes like these out there so it appealed to them and Fowles does such a good job capturing a certain kind of personality in Fredrick that people really identified with it.
It also gave them a good model of how to escalate to the point of doing things like kidnapping and murdering because really in the book Fredrick just starts off by dreaming about it and it goes from there.
That’s all I’ve got because view spoiler [ Fredrick never really hurts Miranda or forces her to do anything especially at first, he kind of just likes having her hide spoiler ] so I’m not sure why that would inspire Leonard Lake to want a slave that he can use for sex and to take care of the house?
The author in interviews said that the book is about social class and money and I do see that much more clearly in the book than any message about how its a good idea to kidnap women. I’m not sure how much I agree with the social commentary though probably because it has been decades since the book has been written. I do understand the point that money and idle time given to people can lead to them doing things they might not have otherwise but I don’t think the class or money is the problem so much as the person themselves.
View all 17 comments. Nov 30, Paul Bryant rated it really liked it Shelves: novels. This is one of those boy meets girl, chloroforms her, throws her in the back of the van and stuffs her in his basement type stories.
Fred is the sweetest psycho ever! The kindest and most attentive! No slurping and grunting at all! This is a brilliant stroke by John Fowles and really messes with your mind.
As does the whole book. After that things just go badly. View all 11 comments. Aug 09, Dana Ilie rated it it was amazing Shelves: classic-literature. I definitely think Book Readers should have this book on their shelf. It’s been hard for me to focus lately — gee, I wonder why? Over the past month, I’ve begun several books, lost interest, shelved them. Instead, I find myself studying grim news items and statistics, scrolling through memes on social media, staring blankly out my window onto empty streets and watching old black and white movies or TV shows I’ve missed over the past decade.
All while trying to work from home while I still have a job. Then I came across this book. I knew vaguely what it was about, having long ago seen the acclaimed movie adaptation starring Terence Stamp and Samantha Eggar. About 50 pages in, I realized it was the perfect book to read in semi quarantine. Ferdinand, a. Frederick, Clegg is a nondescript something clerk in London who collects butterflies and has one other obsession: Miranda, a young, attractive art student he’s seen and stalked.
When he wins the pools the UK equivalent of the lottery , he decides to abduct Miranda and keep her in the house he’s bought in the country, complete with highly secure cellar, which he’s outfitted for the newest item in his collection. That’s essentially the story. Miranda tries to escape, of course, and Ferdinand tries to stop her. She requests items from town, including some things that could perhaps hint that she’s that missing girl from the art college. Above all, she tries to find out what Ferdinand wants from her.
What’s so fascinating about John Fowles’s first novel is that it has the outline of a thriller but it’s really so much more. While the first part of the book is told from Ferdinand’s POV — Fowles is very good at getting inside the twisted mind of what we might call an “incel” today — the second switches to Miranda’s POV, and it’s here that the book gets really interesting.
Miranda keeps a secret diary, and through her accounts of her time in the cellar we see different takes on scenes we’ve already witnessed. Plus, she’s got obsessions of her own, including a much older semi-famous artist.
While it’s easy to have sympathy for her in the first part — she’s clearly a victim — things get more complicated when we read her thoughts about class, education, physical beauty and art in the second. What makes this such an effective quarantine novel is how isolated and trapped Miranda feels, removed from her friends, her family, her home. She longs to breathe fresh air, look up into the sky. She misses even the simplest, most banal activities.
Through her diary, you can also see how her entrapment has changed her feelings about life, art and freedom. There are lots of literary references — to The Tempest , of course, with Miranda referring to Clegg as her Caliban — and Emma , but also to more contemporary books about other anti-social characters like The Catcher in the Rye and Saturday Night and Sunday Morning.
The discussions about art are thoughtful and engaging. This novel must have made a huge splash when it appeared in the s, decades before such fiction became a subgenre. Based on this, I’m definitely going to seek out — and perhaps, um, collect — some of his other novels. View all 33 comments. Impotent sociopath kidnaps beautiful art student. Told partly from the sociopath’s perspective. That’s my jam! I should have loved this book! But something left me cold.
I suppose it may have been all the bitching and complaining the beautiful art student did in her stupid diary. What a helpless twit! Not to imply that I’d be brave and cunning or anything In fact, I’m pretty sure I’d be a helpless twit as well. But I’ll be goddamned if I’d expect anyone to enjoy readi Impotent sociopath kidnaps beautiful art student.
But I’ll be goddamned if I’d expect anyone to enjoy reading the daily chronicles of what a helpless twit I’d been. The ending really made me smile, though. The creepy ending made it all worthwhile. Crazy fucker. View all 25 comments. Jan 25, Fabian rated it really liked it. This novel is over fifty years old!
Though its semi predictable, the end is nonetheless terribly terrific. That there are two strands of narrative is sometimes a revelation, sometimes an encumbrance like living through a terrible ordeal not once but twice!
Both psych This novel is over fifty years old! View 2 comments. Thought by some to be the first psychological thriller, this book left me slightly wanting. The Collector is broken into three parts. The first part is from Clegg’s point of view. Clegg is a man obsessed with a young woman and decides to “collect” her, much as he collects butterflies. The second part is from the woman’s point of view, once she’s been “collected”. This was the part that I found unsatisfying. There were some observations in this section about class, money and society wh 3.
There were some observations in this section about class, money and society which probably were more pertinent in the 60’s, which is when this book was written , than they are now. I found this portion slowed down the pacing considerably. The third part goes back to Clegg’s point of view. Clegg is where this book lives. The peeks inside his mind, while presented as normal thoughts on his part, are truly chilling to us readers who are sane. I shivered to read some of the things he was thinking.
These psychological tics and the detached way in which they were presented were what made this book great. You can see how I’m torn here between being unsatisfied, while at the same time finding some portions of The Collector to be outstanding. To today’s jaded horror readers?
This might not be the book for you. But to fans of stories like Silence of the Lambs, or even Red Dragon, I think this book will appeal, even though some of the themes are a bit outdated. It’s to them that I recommend The Collector. View all 23 comments. So much for starting the year with a literary bang. This novel made me feel like a dud firework.
I didn’t find it chilling or claustrophobic. Not once was I creeped out. It did however leave me feeling rather sad, after the glum ending.
What I could really do without right now. As soon as the narrative went from the perspective of the possessive kidnapper to the diary entries of the young woman held captive, I was starting to lose interest. Alright, to start off with anyway, I liked reading of h So much for starting the year with a literary bang.
Alright, to start off with anyway, I liked reading of her attempts to outwit him and get away, but it just wore off eventually. It may be a case of a decent book that I just happened to read at the wrong time, I don’t know.
I could think of only a few scenes between Sarah Woodruff and Charles Smithson in The French Lieutenant’s Woman that did more for me than the whole of this novel did. I was going for three stars, but considering I really struggled to finish it, it’s more likely somewhere around two I’m afraid. As a first novel the writing was pretty good, and that is about all the positives I can give it.
I felt nothing for Frederick. Didn’t feel pity for him. Of course I felt sorrow for Miranda. Poor girl. So, not a great reading experience at all for me. I can’t say that I’m that interested in butterflies, but I would rather this had actually been about some nice lovely butterflies, and not feeling locked up.
I’ve had enough of that already! View all 22 comments. Oct 19, Bonnie rated it it was amazing Shelves: full-of-wonderful , owned-ebook , eek-the-creepies.
He wants me living-but-dead. He makes preparations by buying a house out in the country, purchasing assorted objects and things he knows she will need, convinced that if he can only capture her and keep her that she will slowly grow to love him. The first part of the novel was told from Frederick’s point of view and it was rather alarming at his thought process.
In his mind, there is nothing morally wrong with what he intends to do and what he actually ends up doing. She writes about G. To Miranda, G. At first I had a hard time determining the relevancy of these recollections, but it essentially just became another disturbing piece of the story to see how influential G. Always sneering at him, jabbing him, hating him and showing it. But linked destiny.
Like being shipwrecked on an island—a raft—together. In every way not wanting to be together. But together. Suffice it to say, it gave me goosebumps. It was not the ending I had anticipated, but I still felt that the author was successful in creating the everlasting effect I believe he intended.
View all 48 comments. Jun 25, Lisa rated it it was amazing Shelves: books-to-read-before-you-die.
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The Collector by John Fowles. Withdrawn, uneducated and unloved, Frederick collects butterflies any windows 10 takes photographs. He is obsessed with a beautiful stranger, the art student Miranda. When he wins the pools he buys a remote Sussex house and calmly abducts Miranda, believing she will grow to love him in time. Get A Copy.
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View all 49 comments. Fredrick is a clerk and butterfly collector who wins some money that lets him retire. Fredrick is lonely and has trouble getting along with others, the жмите people he really has are his aunt and cousin.
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Copyright Reed Business Information, Inc. John Fowles was educated at Oxford and subsequently lectured in English at universities in Greece and the UK. The success of his first novel, The Collector, published in , allowed him to devote all his time to writing. Fowles spent the last decades of his life on the southern coast of England in the small harbor town of Lyme Regis. From AudioFile In this chilling archetypal tale of good and evil, a beautiful, idealistic young woman studying art in London is kidnapped by a startlingly ordinary young man who wants only to keep her–like the butterflies he has collected before her.
James Wilby is superb as the collector, by turns angry, indignant, whining, and threatening, and the terrified, but defiant, prisoner waging war against her captor while in secret journals struggling to come to terms with her past and present. Despite a lengthy digression on the meaning of art and the British class struggle, this powerful reading of a haunting tale will echo in the reader’s psyche long after the words fade away. Read more. Customer reviews. How are ratings calculated? Instead, our system considers things like how recent a review is and if the reviewer bought the item on Amazon.
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Working as a town clerk, Frederick tries to make friends, but his oddities prevent any real connections. Miranda Grey is a vibrant twenty year-old art student from an affluent middle class family. Her life seems to be bright and full of potential until she encounters Frederick. Waking bound and gagged in a cellar, her life drastically changes. To her credit, Miranda is determined to take steps necessary to survive.
However, his need to keep Miranda overrides any sense of morals as he provides everything she wants given she remains his possession. At first, she seems snobbish and demanding, and in some ways she is, but she is resolute about doing what she must to ultimately escape. Reading about her coping mechanisms is compelling, along with her ideas of beauty, love, violence and art which make broader statements about the state of society at that time yet still relevant today.
The way Frederick treats Miranda is perverse in certain ways, being a butterfly collector by hobby, she becomes his prized aberrational specimen. Though he believes he wants unconditional acceptance, it becomes clear what Frederick wants. Ultimately, the truth about Frederick is revealed leaving a lasting impression. In this novel, the dynamic between captor and captive is deeply complex.
The dichotomy between creating worlds to justify reality was also fascinating and the author used these elements with exacting precision. And, the character references to The Tempest are skillfully apt.
The Collector is a book that resonates long after reading the last word. A psychological thriller in genre, and perhaps one of the earliest of its kind, it delves into the minds of its characters and offers brutal honesty even when the reader is hoping for an alternative reality.
I highly recommend! I can see where the book is ahead of it’s time. But, in today’s psychological thrillers. This book is slow and bland. Not being disrespectable here. The story starts with a lonely man Frederick Clegg that has come by with a large sum of money and now he can buy anything he wants. But Clegg is so damaged and different he longs for Miranda a young and beautiful art student.
He watches her, he loves her in his weird way. All he wants is for her to love him. He plans for her and builds the perfect place for her. Then he waits for the right time to take her for his own. He lures her to his van and he chloroforms her and kidnaps her. The story is about how he wants to control her, but at first he does not want to hurt her. He wants to love her and he wants her to love him.
Miranda does everything she can to make him let her go. But, she makes one mistake and Frederick’s feeling for her change. He no longer believes her or will help her as much. Danggit, I really wanted to like this book.
I think probably I just found the premise dated. Maybe when it first came out decades ago it had more punch.
Unfortunately for me, this punching bag was out of air. But the book gets lots of very positive reviews. Try it for yourself and let me know what you thought. I wish more paperback publishers were as thoughtful. Furthermore, this book doesn’t have to over-rely on gruesome details or graphic imagery to convey a touching story into the mind of the reader.
I definitely did not expect the ending and almost didn’t see there was a chapter four lurking back there.
Withdrawn, uneducated and unloved, Frederick collects butterflies and takes photographs. He is obsessed with a beautiful stranger, the art student Miranda. The Collector is the story of the abduction and imprisonment of Miranda Grey by Frederick Clegg, an orphaned child and a collector of butterflies. After winning.
