I've loved Angela Carter ever since I first learned of her...I have a vague recollection of seeing the Neil Jordan/Angela Carter movie The Company of Wolves in the 80s...but obviously I could be confused. I've read a couple of her books, but this is the first time that I've read The Bloody Chamber, her collection of feminist and darker fairy tale retellings, from which The Company of Wolves comes.
On her eighteenth birthday, my mother had disposed of a man-eating tiger that had ravaged the villages in the hills north of Hanoi. Now, without a moment's hesitation, she raised my father's gun, took aim and put a single, irreproachable bullet through my husband's head.
The Bloody Chamber, 44
Although her father had told her of the nature of the one who waited for her, she could not control an instinctual shudder of fear when she saw him, for a lion is a lion and a man is a man and, though lions are more beautiful by far than we are, yet they belong to a different order of beauty, and, besides, they have no respect for us: why should they? Yet wild things have a far more rational fear of us than is ours of them, and some kind of sadness in his agate eyes, that looked almost blind, as if sick of sigh, moved her heart.
The Courtship of Mr Lyon, 52