The Hours Resources
WEBSITES
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Not up on your Virginia Woolf? Never fear: we've got you covered.
MOVIE OR TV PRODUCTIONS
If you thought the book version of The Hours was a weep-fest, wait 'til you see the movie.
Don't have time to read the book, but want to get the gist of Mrs. Dalloway?
ARTICLES AND INTERVIEWS
In this early book review of The Hours, Michael Wood offers his thoughts on the "parallel lives" that come together in Michael Cunningham's novel.
After winning the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, Michael Cunningham sits down to chat with Elizabeth Farnsworth about The Hours.
Published in 2011, the same year that Michael Cunningham visited the Guardian Book Club, this retrospective review offers a solid introduction to The Hours.
After hosting a Q&A session with Michael Cunningham, professor John Mullan reveals the most exciting details from the conversation.
Want some insight into Michael Cunningham's thoughts on writing about sex and sexuality, and other stuff too?
For more insight into Michael Cunningham's growth as a writer, check out this relaxed, revealing conversation in Out magazine. Warning: the interview contains some choice R-rated language.
As he discusses more recent works in this interview for The New Yorker, Michael Cunningham offers some insight into the way he wrote The Hours.
From the archive of the New York Times, these news articles will pull you back to the tragedy of Virginia Woolf's death in 1941.
VIDEO
Want to know why Michael Cunningham chose to begin The Hours with Virginia Woolf's death? Read here to find out.
Louise Brealey (you know her from the BBC series Sherlock) reads the suicide note that Virginia Woolf left for her husband, Leonard.
AUDIO
Listen to Michael Cunningham discuss The Hours with a bunch of Brits.
This archived review of The Hours in the New York Times comes with bonus links to audio recordings of Michael Cunningham reading at A Different Light Bookstore in November, 1998.
IMAGES
Michael Cunningham in the photographic flesh.
What better way to symbolize mortality than by slapping some wilting tulips on your cover?
Just like this fruit, we too are perishable.
Could Laura Brown look any more smokin'? We think not.