Madame Bovary - By Gustave Flaubert

Madame Bovary. The famous one.
I believe the first and strongest word that comes to mind is BOREDOM.
To my point of view our poor Madame Bovary was bored, just unbelievably and heavily bored. It is common knowledge that the 1800 woman were submitted to a very limited position in life. No middle terms - or you were a maid with no prospects, or you were a well-breed "lady". It all depended on birth/husbands status.
But I very much so agree with Mrs Bovary Senior when she says that all Emma needed was some good old fashioned hard work!
Emma pretty soon discovered that her husband although a very respectful and decent man, was as dull as it gets. Definitely not the Paris-Ball-Dancing partner she so helplessly dreamed about from her novels, on her days at the convent.
To me as I see it, Emma just got herself with a little too much of nothingness in her hands. She had a life time of the same everyday and no passion for her husband. She was beautiful, well educated and alive. So the conclusion? Sure she would go ahead and have a extra marital affair with basically the very first man she came across, and then the second (ow please, really, don't tell me that that was anything extraordinary about Rodolph or Leon. She wouldn't had looked at them twice had she had a happy fulfilled life. And that's the truth!) But sure in that situation she would find each one of them to be her true and only real love, right?...is that so?
I would like to reflect on the fact that around the 1800's everything and everybody were just about as drool and dull as her dear Charles. And not all doctor's wives went ahead to disgraced them and their husband's life out of boredom. Please, far from me to be judgmental, which I very much try not to. I'm just trying to really understand Madame Bovary as she was - a villain? naughty vile woman with no sense of empathy but her own? - arrogant we know as much, but was she bred to pure badness???.
What about our poor Charles? someone who fought so hard to overcome poorness through studies, becoming such respectful doctor and for what? - end up so sadly disgraced and dead on his own door steps! not to mention little Berthe. God knows that child was absolutely innocent in all this mess, and became an orphan working at factories. Tsc, tsc Madame Bovary, tsc, tsc...
I guess in the end we have agree to our responsibilities in life and try to carry on with the courage of facing our demons. That my friend, is life. To have the strength to go on when life closes its doors - by our on faults and failures. And that does not involves eating arsenic when the bills piles on, certainly does not involves not thinking of your child, husband or anybody else for that matter, but exclusively on yourself, exactly as Emma done, up to the very end.
In resume I found Madame Bovary a bored, selfish, eccentric young wife.