Monday, October 26, 2009
The Sun Also Rises
I don’t understand how, but Hemingway in his portrayal of Jake’s love for Lady Brett shatters my heart into a million pieces. Despite the impossibility of a lasting relationship between the two (due to Brett’s promiscuity and Jake’s genital injury among other issues), neither character is quite able to get over the other. Their conversations are often blithe and nonchalant, but rippling beneath the current with desperation. ‘“What did you say?” I was lying with my face away from her. I did not want to see her. “Sent him for champagne. He loves to go for champagne.” Then later: “Do you feel better, darling? Is the head any better?” “It’s better.” “Lie quiet. He’s gone to the other side of town.” “Couldn’t we live together, Brett? Couldn’t we just live together?” “I don’t think so. I’d just tromper you with everybody. You couldn’t stand it.” “I stand it now.” (62)
Hemingway has no flowery declarations of affection. I see no descriptions of scenery and nature in relationship to the characters. I feel like I would entirely miss the connection (and one that feels electric) between Jake and Brett if I wasn’t paying close attention to the dialogue. Throughout the novel, Brett calls nearly everyone “darling” (and this carelessly intimate idiosyncrasy is indicative of her promiscuous nature), but I get the unshakable feeling that, when she calls Jake “darling,” it’s entirely different. Hemingway doesn’t outright describe a change in her tone, but includes miniscule differences in her conversations- with Jake, she seems slightly more tender, more vulnerable. She dismisses other people when she is with him as though they are extras in a movie about just the two of them. Brett is less careless with Jake. She tortures him like she does to everyone else, but I get the feeling that either she doesn’t mean to or she doesn’t want to.
From the start, Hemingway makes it crystal clear that the relationship between Jake and Brett is doomed. He is unable to be what she needs in a man because of his war injury (the war’s consequences pervade the novel) and she seems to be incapable of lasting commitment- her two divorces and countless dalliances with a variety of men indicate a flakiness and insecurity. But their passion is so palpable in their dialogues that I just don’t care.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Devices in The Crucible
After so much discussion of the summer reading novels from 2009, I felt that it was time to return to books that I have read and enjoyed in the past. Arthur Miller, the author of The Crucible, utilizes his literary work as a statement about the nature of humankind and the faithfully unyielding manner in which it reasserts itself throughout history. This statement made about the unchanging nature of humankind is exemplified in Miller’s comparison of the hysterics during the Salem Witch Trials to the suspicion-riddled climate of 1950s
As a means to set the tone of the story and establish the far reaches of corruption in
Arthur Miller also uses the device of kenning to arouse feelings of fear and illustrate Abigail’s determination to bring her revenge upon Elizabeth Proctor. Abigail craftily manipulates her friends into serving her purposes. Her power over them is first revealed in examining her harried whisper, “Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you. And you know I can do it; I saw Indians smash my dear parents' heads on the pillow next to mine, and I have seen some reddish work done at night, and I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down!” Colors in this quote serve as kennings; black represents the dark of night and reddish work is a kenning for violence. The crudity of these kennings compared to the words which they represent creates a more violent and terrifying tone when spoken by Abigail. The girl’s exploitive nature is manifested and one can easily draw comparisons between her self-serving behavior and that of other women in the village (Ann Putnam for example) or of politicians from the 1950s.