Monday, April 8, 2013
Absalom, Absalom...Oh how I love thee
So I'm really sorry if I offend anyone, but I just don't care for Absalom, Absalom. I never really got into this book as I did with the other Faulkner novels. Honestly (and I'm sorry Mr. Andrews) Sparknotes was a lot better because it skipped over all of the sections that the speakers would repeat and instead gave just the meat of the story. Actually, I found the plot very interesting and thrilling; it was just the way that Faulkner wrote it that made it so boring and hard to sink into. I did like the ending though when we got a glimpse into the inner conflicts of Quentin and an even stronger characterization of the hold that the Old South has on people. I think that he kept repeating, " I dont. I dont! I dont hate it! I dont hate it!" because it's like his mantra whenever anyone talks about the South (303). Even though he is seeing the flaws in his culture he still doesn't want to believe that his way of life is flawed as well.
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