How Literature Works, Part LXII: Juxtaposition

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By choosing what parts of a scene to include and emphasize, the author creates a special emotional and associative ambiance on a subtextual level, below the literal meaning of the story. This gives the story richness, resonance, and depth.

Ex 42-A: in A Game of Dress-Up, Vanessa is about to be seduced in her own childhood bed, and we see her old stuffed animals lying there. It's just mentioned breifly, but we immediately understand the association to her girlhood, and the violational nature of what's about to happen to her is reinforced; the sense of her loss of innocence is heightened.

This is a describable association. We have words to describe the connection between the stuffed animals and the story. But Literature allows us to use imagery to create indescribable associations too: feelings for which we have no words.

Ex 42-B: In The Lighthouse, Julia is struck by a sudden amorous urge for Patrick in a way that's more than sexual. Rather than try and describe her feelings, at that moment the hold of the fishing boat opens and a river of silver fish pour from the boat and past Patrick who stands in the stream, shoveling the sardines into the warehouse.

The metaphor expresses better than any description what she's feeling - overwhelmed by life and fecundity and Patrick's sexual potency, the river of fish like a silver stream of semen. The image of Patrick standing thigh deep in the river of fish is vivid and powerful and probably indescribable in words, only in images.

All human moods and emotions have their metaphoric counterparts in nature and the world around us. One of the things literature does is find these connections and emphasize them and thus link our small inner lives to the grandeur of the world at large and expand the meaning of life.

Next installment: Authors who take themselves too seriously!
 
But isn't that the way movie directors got around the censors?

<Pan away from bedroom door>
<Dissolve>
<Cut to wave crashing on a beach>
<Dissolve>
"Honey? What do you want for breakfast?"

Og

PS: Authors who take themselves too seriously!
Surely that applies to us all? Then the critics turn our deathless prose into school texts and dissect it to digestable little pieces that mean nothing.
 
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Next installment: Authors who take themselves too seriously!

If we didn't take ourselves seriously, we wouldn't believe we have something to say that others want/need to hear.

*shrug* 'Tis a masturbatory profession. I like masturbation.
 
A river of Sardines?
Which brings us to Part LXII(a): Unfortunate Baggage of Otherwise Perfectly Good Metaphorical Allusions. This probably belongs under the part about The Sushi Gambit: Use of Raw Fish Where There Are Sexual Overtones.
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I asked myself: How do I always know what the weather is during my love scenes? Because I always know.
 
"This flame, like all flames, represents the light and darkness. It also represents the uncertainty of life and its delicacy. It also represents a penis."
 
Sometimes, a cigar is just a cigar...

A kiss is just a kiss
a sigh is still a sigh...
 
I need some more CEUs. Can you get me the phone number where I can get the VHS tapes on the earlier parts?
 
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"Wood is particularly good at analysing fictional register. He quotes from Philip Roth’s Sabbath’s Theater:

"Lately, when Sabbath suckled at Drenka’s uberous breasts – uberous, the root word of exuberant, which is itself ex plus uberare, to be fruitful, to overflow like Juno lying prone in Tintoretto’s painting where the Milky Way is coming out of her tit – suckled with an unrelenting frenzy that caused Drenka to roll her head ecstatically back and to groan . . . “I feel it deep down in my cunt,” he was pierced by the sharpest of longings for his late little mother."

“What an amazingly blasphemous little mélange that is”, he writes.

"This sentence is really dirty, and partly because it conforms to the well-known definition of dirt – matter out of place, which is itself a definition of the mixing of high and low dictions . . . since the comedy of the subject-matter of the sentence involves moving from one register to another – from a lover’s breast to a mother’s – it is fitting that the style of the sentence mimics this scandalous shift . . . . Sabbath’s Theater is a passionate, intensely funny, repellent and very moving portrait of the scandal of male sexuality, which is repeatedly linked in the book to vitality itself. To be able to have an erection in the morning . . . to be able to persist in scandalising bourgeois morality . . . as the ageing Mickey does . . . is to be alive. And this sentence is utterly alive, and is alive by virtue of the way it scandalises proper norms."

This is a revealing close reading. Intimate with the text, it also assumes a certain intimacy with its readers, both through its frank handling of the subject matter and the (implied) self-recognition by Wood in the passage itself. He admires this “moving and repellent” passage because it “brilliantly catches the needy, babyish side of male sexuality, in which a lover’s breast is still really mommy’s suckling tit, because mommy was your first and only lover”. Some might blench at the use of the second person here; nevertheless, it is a view of adult relations, which Wood perceives as both “misogynistic” and (alarmingly) “classic”."

http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/tol/arts_and_entertainment/the_tls/article3319016.ece
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If you ask me, only Roth could have written that execrable line in the first place. You can see his smug grin as he does - the artist visible in his art.

The excerpt is from James Woods's new book, "How Novels Work" or "How the Novel Works" or some damned thing.
 
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By choosing what parts of a scene to include and emphasize, the author creates a special emotional and associative ambiance on a subtextual level, below the literal meaning of the story. This gives the story richness, resonance, and depth.

Ex 42-A: in A Game of Dress-Up, Vanessa is about to be seduced in her own childhood bed, and we see her old stuffed animals lying there. It's just mentioned breifly, but we immediately understand the association to her girlhood, and the violational nature of what's about to happen to her is reinforced; the sense of her loss of innocence is heightened.

This is a describable association. We have words to describe the connection between the stuffed animals and the story. But Literature allows us to use imagery to create indescribable associations too: feelings for which we have no words.

Ex 42-B: In The Lighthouse, Julia is struck by a sudden amorous urge for Patrick in a way that's more than sexual. Rather than try and describe her feelings, at that moment the hold of the fishing boat opens and a river of silver fish pour from the boat and past Patrick who stands in the stream, shoveling the sardines into the warehouse.

The metaphor expresses better than any description what she's feeling - overwhelmed by life and fecundity and Patrick's sexual potency, the river of fish like a silver stream of semen. The image of Patrick standing thigh deep in the river of fish is vivid and powerful and probably indescribable in words, only in images.

All human moods and emotions have their metaphoric counterparts in nature and the world around us. One of the things literature does is find these connections and emphasize them and thus link our small inner lives to the grandeur of the world at large and expand the meaning of life.

Next installment: Authors who take themselves too seriously!

I must say that I love your instalments and I am very much looking forward to the next one called "Authors who take themselves too seriously".

You have a lot to offer doc - thank you! :kiss:
 
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