Showing posts with label classic books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label classic books. Show all posts

Sunday, May 19, 2013

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald (Book Review)

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The Great Gatsby
by F. Scott Fitzgerald

180 pages
Scribners, 1925
classic American novel
Read in 3 days

My Rating: ★★

"In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since."

Review: At 180 pages I found this book a massive and utter bore, but I didn't come to this conclusion until the last word of the last line was read. So I suppose that should make it a good book? Why it is considered one of the great American novels is beyond me. Let me begin by stating a few specifics of the book. It's told from the point-of-view of a man named Nick Carroway who ends up occupying a flat right next door to "the great" Gatsby. His house, unlike Nick's, is quite lavish and always seems to be very busy with guests (most of the uninvited or unknown variety) who show up and stay till all hours of the night.

So who is this Gatsby and what is all the fuss about? Beyond his looks and the stories that seem to spread rather quickly about him (most of which are untrue as well as unbelievable), to me, there really isn't much to be impressed about the man. In truth, he is just a man. Turns out he's a man obsessed by a woman. So much so that he spends a great many years of his poor, uninteresting life, making something of himself. Why? Because this woman he's madly in love with, Daisy, is someone accustomed to the finer things in life. Something he could never have provided her when they first met. But while he is off making money (mostly dealing with shady and corrupt people) she found herself marrying another. This all culminates in the hear-and-now of the book. Mr. Gatsby learns that Nick is acquainted with Daisy since they are rather distant cousins. He then takes it upon himself to use Nick to let Daisy know that he is not only able to care for her now, but is intent on taking her away from her horrible cheating husband!

Are you getting interested yet? Finding reason for this book to be called a classic? I didn't think so. Anyhow, I mentioned Daisy's cheating husband earlier. His name is Tom Buchanan. He is, for lack of better words, a hypercritical dirtbag. I say this because he is the kind of man who thinks it's appropriate and expected of him to have a little action on the side but utterly inconceivable for this wife to be cheating on him! In any case, the side stories are mildly entertaining but wholly unecessary since they serve no real purpose in moving along a rather boring story. I honestly could care less about this Gatsby who everyone seems to be interested in when alive but completely forget when dead. Oops, did I spoil the ending?

**SPOILER ALERT**
The woman Tom is having the open affair with ends up being killed by his very own wife! Talk about soap opera drama right there. And the only one who knows the truth? Nick, our very own narrator. But for whatever reason he says nothing to Tom when he sees him a good two years after that whole scene takes place. I'm sure I missed a few things that were explained in the last chapter because it was mostly description and very little dialog, but the last time we see or hear of Daisy is when Gatsby himself tells of her turning out her bedroom light the night Tom's mistress was struck dead by a speeding driver. She being the speeding driver. Gatsby ends up being killed by Tom's mistresses husband who, in a rage, takes a gun and enacts his revenge. Then finishes himself off afterwards.
**END OF SPOILER ALERT**

No real lessons learned here. This story pretty much left me with unanswered questions that, after careful consideration, I realized I didn't really care to know the answers to. I like to read a novel, whether classic or otherwise, that leaves me with a sense of fulfillment if not mentally then emotionally. This book left me drained of my emotions and like I wasted precious time on the lives of people I neither liked nor cared enough about to dislike. I can honestly say I'm not sure I'll read another Fitzgerald book, but if I do I sure hope it turns out better than this one!

I feel I aught to say SOMETHING nice about the author since I had nothing nice to say about the story itself. His ability to give me a vivid picture of the surrounding sites and sounds in the book were exemplary. Otherwise, the dialog was a bit repetative and predictable, if not, awkward and unfeeling. Fitzgerald seems to do his best work when he's being descriptive or telling the story through Nick's mind than when the characters are engaged in conversation.

As love stories and great romances of all time go I would, and probably will, never put Jay Gatsby and Daisy Buchanan on my list. She seemed like a woman confused about what it means to love another and his obsession with her was so great he was imagining love, not really living it in the present. They both were adults in age but not in thoughts or actions.

And one last thing, is Nick's character supposed to be bisexual? First I thought he was straight on gay. I'm still inclined to think that since I think the reason he thought he was in love with Jordan (a golf player) was because I imagined her looking a bit "manly" in stature and demeanor. Just a passing thought of mine...

What did you think of The Great Gatsby? Have you seen any of the now 4 versions of the movie that were made?

Summary: The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald’s third book, stands as the supreme achievement of his career. This exemplary novel of the Jazz Age has been acclaimed by generations of readers. The story of the fabulously wealthy Jay Gatsby and his love for the beautiful Daisy Buchanan, of lavish parties on Long Island at a time when The New York Times noted “gin was the national drink and sex the national obsession,” it is an exquisitely crafted tale of America in the 1920s.

The Great Gatsby is one of the great classics of twentieth-century literature.

The timeless story of Jay Gatsby and his love for Daisy Buchanan is widely acknowledged to be the closest thing to the Great American Novel ever written. 

To learn more about F. Scott Fitzgerald, visit his wikipage here.

Friday, June 1, 2012

The Trial by Franz Kafka (Book Review)

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The Trial
by Franz Kafka

231 pages
Schocken Books, August 2011 (reprint)
philosophical fiction/dystopian fiction/absurdist fiction
Read in 9 days

My Rating: ★★★★

My Review: I had several reasons for wanting to read this book, besides always wanting to read a book written by Franz Kafka, I’ve seen the movie of The Trial and want to compare them to each other. If you’ve ever seen an Orson Welles movie you will understand how intrigued I was to see if what Orson visualized was, in fact, what Franz wrote down? I am pleased to report the strangeness of Orson Welles adaptation of The Trial appears to be spot on when it comes to peculiarities.

You must first understand that The Trial was originally written in German, printed in 1925, and translated dozens of time. A lot of the authors original intent for their piece of work can get lost when it’s been translated as many times as this masterpiece has been. For the sake of not knowing anything about Kafka and his works I did read the LONG introduction that came along with the book. It’s not required in order to read The Trial but it was helpful. For instance, the fact that the chapters have no numbers, just titles, because one of the main mix-ups with the many hands this work passed through is it lost the order with which it was intended to be presented in. It also was never actually finished by Kafka! This shocked me the most since it is known (next to Metamorphosis) as the best thing he’s ever written.

What I found most interesting about this book is how it can easily be used as an explanation for how so many millions of people just blindly went along with what happened over 15 years after this work was published! I’ve always wondered what went on in the minds of those who were persecuted against that they never rose up against the Nazis? Joseph K.’s reaction to his being “arrested” and put on trial for a crime he claimed innocence of, without ever knowing the charge, serves as the best singular example. Multiply his compliance and acceptance by millions and there is as best an answer as I can see.

I also question the meaning behind the friendships he so easily makes with the many women he encounters in this book. I noticed that the women seem to genuinely want to help while the male characters seem hesitant, not wanting to risk guilt by association.

If you are going to read this book there are just a few items I’d like to bring to your attention. When translating this work from German to English there were a few liberties the translators had to take. For one, the addition of commas. You never know just how crazy a run on sentence can get if you don’t add them! And let me tell you, these sentences can end up being a paragraph long at times! Something I noticed right away. And speaking of paragraphs, they are just as few and far between as the commas were before translation. I’m someone who, if I can’t finish on a chapter before I have to stop reading, I’d like to at least finish off whatever paragraph I’m on. That plan was not possible with this book. I do not fault the original writer (who has a far superior and brilliant mind than my own) nor do I fault the translator (who truly did work painstakingly in order to preserve the authors original intent). I fault myself for being so darn picky!

Read it, love it, and before you file it away on your list of “Classic Books I’ve Read” check out the movie! Directed by Orson Welles, who also co-stars in it, alongside the ever creepy Anthony Perkins (if you don’t recognize the name, just think of Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho and you’ll know who I’m talking about).

Summary: This disturbing and vastly influential novel has been interpreted on many levels of structure and symbol; but most commentators agree that the book explores the themes of guilt, anxiety, and moral impotency in the face of some ambiguous force. Joseph K. is an employee in a bank, a man without particular qualities or abilities. He could be anyone, and in some ways he is everyone. His inconsequence makes doubly strange his arrest by the officer of the court in the large city where K. lives. He tries in vain to discover how he has aroused the suspicion of the court. His honesty is conventional; his sins, with Elsa the waitress, are conventional; and he has no striking or dangerous ambitions. He can only ask questions, and receives no answers that clarify the strange world of courts and court functionaries in which he is compelled to wander. The plight of Joseph K., consumed by guilt and condemned for a crime he does not understand by a court with which he cannot communicate, is a profound and disturbing image of man in the modern world. There are no formal charges, no procedures, and little information to guide the defendant. One of the most unsettling aspects of the novel is the continual juxtaposition of alternative hypotheses, multiple explanations, different interpretations of cause and effect, and the uncertainty it breeds. The whole rational structure of the world is undermined.

A respectable banker gets arrested and spends his life fighting a charge he can not get information about.
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