{"id":3913,"date":"2014-03-04T15:40:17","date_gmt":"2014-03-04T20:40:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helian.net\/blog\/?p=3913"},"modified":"2014-03-04T15:45:42","modified_gmt":"2014-03-04T20:45:42","slug":"ian-mcewans-enduring-love-literature-making-a-comeback","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helian.net\/blog\/2014\/03\/04\/human-nature\/ian-mcewans-enduring-love-literature-making-a-comeback\/","title":{"rendered":"Ian McEwan’s “Enduring Love”: Literature Making a Comeback?"},"content":{"rendered":"

The great French (or Italian, if you believe his gravestone.\u00a0 To make a long story short, he fell madly in love with a Milanese woman, who never said “yes”) novelist, Stendhal<\/a>, had his own definitions of romanticism and classicism.\u00a0 As he wrote in his Racine and Shakespeare,<\/i><\/p>\n

Romanticism is the art of presenting to different peoples those literary works which, in the existing state of their habits and beliefs, are capable of giving them the greatest possible pleasure.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Classicism, on the contrary, presents to them that literature which gave the greatest pleasure to their great-grandfathers.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

His definition of culture was equally idiosyncratic.\u00a0 For him, genuine culture, whether music, art, poetry or prose, was a reflection of some aspect of the here and now.\u00a0 It was a reflection of the artist’s observation and experience of his own world.\u00a0 Classicists might entertain by resurrecting the cultural artifacts of bygone times, but, at least according to Stendhal, they were not creating culture in the process.\u00a0 Neither were artists like Sir Walter Scott, whose work represented for Stendhal a daydream about the past rather than a reflection of the present.\u00a0 In The Charterhouse of Parma<\/i>, for example, the stifling reactionaries in post-Napoleonic Italy\u00a0who were responsible for educating his hero, Fabrice, would allow him to read only the Bible, one or two official newspapers, and the works of Sir Walter Scott.<\/p>\n

While I am not particularly enamored about the idea of attempting to return to bygone times, I am not particularly happy with the present, either.\u00a0 As a result, I have found little in what Stendhal would have considered the genuine culture of our time that I enjoy or appreciate.\u00a0 In general, some random poem from a dog-eared magazine of the 20’s or 30’s is more likely to bring a smile to my face than any of the contemporary stuff I’ve read for the last year or two.\u00a0 The same goes for serious fiction.<\/p>\n

However, I keep searching.\u00a0 In fact, I just finished a book by a contemporary novelist that I actually liked.\u00a0 It’s Enduring Love<\/em>, by Ian McEwan<\/a>.\u00a0 I’ll even go so far as to say that I agree with some of the reviewer’s comments on the cover.\u00a0 For example, from The New York Review of Books<\/i>, \u201c[McEwan] is the quietest and most lucid of stylists, with never a word wasted or fumbled.\u201d\u00a0 That’s no exaggeration.\u00a0 I found myself constantly smiling (and feeling envious) over McEwan’s skill in the use of words.\u00a0 However, I didn’t really connect with the characters or plot.\u00a0 McEwan is a screenwriter as well as a novelist, and I probably would have liked the story better in a movie rather than a serious novel.\u00a0 The \u201cenduring love\u201d referred to is actually a rare, psychotic\u00a0malady know as de Clerambault’s Syndrome<\/a>,\u00a0and things happen that are possible, but are nothing that an average human is likely to experience in the course of a lifetime.\u00a0 I don’t doubt that the characters are accurate representations of people McEwan has run across, but they are alien to me.\u00a0 I prefer characters in my novels that I can recognize immediately.\u00a0 Stendhal may have written a long time ago, but I stumble across many of them in his work, and I actually turn up myself occasionally.\u00a0 No doubt that’s why Nietzsche spoke of him as \u201cthe last great psychologist.\u201d<\/p>\n

However, there are some brilliant insights and uncanny reflections of the present in Enduring Love<\/i>. For example, my jaw dropped when I read things like,<\/p>\n

\u00a0And what, in fact, were the typical products of the twentieth-century scientific or pseudo-scientific mind?\u00a0 Anthropology, psychoanalysis-fabulation run riot.\u00a0 Using the highesst methods of storytelling and all the arts of priesthood, Freud had staked his claim on the veracity, though not the falsifiability of science.\u00a0 And what of those behaviorists and sociologist of the 1920’s?\u00a0 It was as though an army of white-coated Balzacs had stormed the university departments and labs.<\/i> (Italics mine)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

and,<\/p>\n

\u00a0I had set aside this day to start on a long piece about the smile.\u00a0 A whole issue of an American science magazine was to be dedicated to what the editor was calling an intellectual revolution.\u00a0 Biologists and evolutionary psychologists were reshaping the social sciences.\u00a0 The postwar consensus, the standard social-science model, was falling apart, and human nature was up for reexamination.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Hows that for an example of Stendhal’s genuine culture as a reflection of contemporary reality?\u00a0 Great shades of Arrowsmith<\/em><\/a>!\u00a0 I found myself scratching my head and wondering how many readers of a novel with a title like Enduring Love<\/i> would have so much as an inkling of what the writer was talking about.\u00a0 You really have to have some serious insight into what’s been going on in the behavioral sciences to write things like that.<\/p>\n

How about this one:<\/p>\n

\u00a0We (the two main characters) were having one of our late-night kitchen table sessions.\u00a0 I told her I thought she had spent too much time lately in the company of John Keats.\u00a0 A genius, no doubt, but an obscurantist, too, who had thought science was robbing the world of wonder when the opposite was the case.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I couldn’t agree more.\u00a0 And last but not least, there’s this, about the metamorphosis of literature from the 19th<\/sup> to now:<\/p>\n

Most educated people read contemporary novels.\u00a0 Storytelling was deep in the 19th<\/sup> century soul. Then two things happened.\u00a0 Science became more difficult, and it became professionalized.\u00a0 It moved into the universities; parsonical narratives gave way to hard-edged theories that could survive intact without experimental support and that had their own formal aesthetic. At the same time, in literature and in other arts, a newfangled modernism celebrated formal, structural qualities, inner coherence, and self-reference.\u00a0 A priesthood guarded the temples of this difficult art against the trespasses of the common man.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Sounds plausible to me.\u00a0 Maybe that’s why contemporary literature and poetry seem so foreign\u00a0to me.\u00a0 We could use another guy who has the nerve to pull down the temples.\u00a0 Meanwhile, it appears the book has been made into a film<\/a>.\u00a0 I’ll have to check it out.<\/p>\n

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