Thursday, February 28, 2013

Intermezzo...

Steinbeck's "East of Eden" is what we'll be reading for the better part of March, lady(/ies) and gent(s).


I'll be diving in this weekend; hopefully you all are wrapping up AK, or will be taking the plunge into EoE conmigo!

Now,
A digression on what lies beyond...

AK was tremendous... ly long. Steinbeck is long, too, but I predict much breezier. In AK every page had the potential to be swampy and dense. Was it the Russian influence? The times? Idk.
Steinbeck has a much better meter and momentum to his prose. Poetic even. It shouldn't be a struggle at any one point, if intuition serves.

But, for the sake of length and endurance, I want to put Nabokov's Lolita on the backburner.
Let's read some quicker novellas before that, shall we? Maybe even a short story collection?

I nominate:
-The Stranger by Camus, &
-Heart of Darkness by Conrad

What do you guys 'n gals think? Yay? Nay? Nominate your own?
Work with me here, people!

Friday, February 22, 2013

“Anna Karenina”: She loves him, she loves others not, but at least we're Russian and not French!



Instead of a cookie-cutter wrap-up, or a point-for-point address of the points in my last post, I'm just going to cover a few of the aspects that were most essential to my reading of Anna Karenina.
First off, I like quotes. Here's a few noteworthy ones:


Favorite Anna Karenina Quote:
“All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow” (40).

            Before Stepan Arkadyevitch slips this gem into the tail end of his soliloquy, a naïve, pre-rejection Levin talks of love, and explains that in romantic love, there can be no real tragedy. I feel that, having gone through the gauntlet of emotions that Russian aristocracy (apparently) demands, Levin, once a cynic, would now agree to this insightful quote that he had previously dismissed as the musings of a romatic. If Anna Karenina has a protagonist, Levin is the closest we get: his journey from rejected bachelor to rural patriot/conscientious brother to family man and beacon-of-honesty is a semi-autobiographical bildungsroman, from what I can gather. The quote itself sums up the most positive outlook one can imagine for the rest of the novel: for every shadow—every midlife crisis, every hint of infidelity, every ominous reminder of one’s mortality—there somewhere corresponds beauty and light in the world. The shadows cast by Anna's handiwork are foiled by the light in the Levin's lives.

Honorable Mention for Favorite Quote:
“She felt herself clad in an impenetrable armor of falsehood” (132).

            Anna Karenina, what a mess you made of your life. This early quote comes from Anna’s consciousness, wherein she marvels at how naturally, how effortlessly she can deceive her husband to whom she had so long been faithful. “Clad in armor” writes Tolstoy, a phrase that suggests how safe she feels, as though she were vulnerable before, and now she, Anna, is battle-ready, eager for the coming war. Later, encountering her husband for the last time, Anna acknowledges his tenderness (seemingly for the first time), but “some strange force of evil would not let her give herself up to her feelings, as though the rules of warfare would not permit her to surrender” (637). This substantiates the anecdote/cliché that “the woman’s war is in the home,” although not in a sense that is supportive of the female perspective. That Anna feels empowered by an armor of “falsehood” was originally disconcerting; in retrospect, it is an indictment of her flawed character, and ironic in the sense that someone so armored could be so prone to insecurity.

Least Favorite Quote:
“Yes, you have conquered me, and I am yours” (394).

            I have yet to see any film of AK, but I am willing to bet that of all the quotes in the novel, this one makes it into the film, and is overdramatized for its romanticism the reckless abandon so glorified in the film medium.
Set apart from the novel, this quote might inspire love, passion, and all that one aspires to have in a relationship. Perhaps if Kitty had spoken this, then that sentiment might resound. But it is Anna that speaks this quote, and Anna’s romantic life can hardly be idealized.
Conquered? Can the conquering of a married woman be something transcendent? I say no. If anything, Anna conquered Vronsky, with the supernatural allure she emanates over the opposite sex. Vronsky merely followed the scent, and gave her the opportunity to betray her loyalty to her husband.
Is Anna really Vronsky’s? Again, her devotion wavers. She risks her affair to return her attention to Seryohza. She goes out into a ball comprised only of her husband’s friends only to return in tears: a desperate plea for attention, and for her past life. She shows no maternal love for Annushka, and is satisfied in being unable to birth any more children to Vronsky; an attitude that shocks and appalls those in the know.
Anna’s sentiment in being conquered is more an omen than a new dawn, and this quote inspires resentment in myself toward her.
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Wednesday, February 6, 2013

"Anna Karenina": First Impressions

I will admit: getting a feel for the landscape of Leo Tolstoy's Anna Karenina was more troublesome than expected. Whereas the prose and rhythm of Tolstoy's text (in translation) are eloquent and accomodating, the substance was not as easy to digest.
I'd like to give my impressions of the first third of the novel: the characters, the plot, and the themes that stick out in my mind. Hopefully you've had a chance to embark on your own furlough of the Russian uppercrust by now, per Tolstoy...