~joseph conrad~ tales of unrest

touRead it in: two days, or thereabouts

So after reading my first Conrad in a couple of years, I thought I’d move straight on to another one, and what better than a collection of short stories?  And I thought that one entitled ‘Tales of Unrest’ especially ought to be fascinating.  And it was, really.

I always thought that what characterised Conrad was boat stories, novels set in the colonies, novels about sailing and trading and meeting with strange experiences.  But actually, what seems to draw them together even more is the idea of the human mind pushed to its very limit.  Many of the stories in this collection contain aspects of people being pushed to the boundary of what they can experience.

There is a man who leads a very, very, incredibly normal life, whose wife suddenly leaves him and he can’t understand why.  There is a woman whose children cannot speak and, no matter how many she gives birth to, they all seem to be cursed with the same problem.  There are two men at an outpost in Africa who are destroyed by boredom and isolation.  Conrad is excellent at giving an insight into the minds of these individuals as they fall down the slippery slope that takes them from normality to madness in a few pages.  His monologues are fantastic and very enlightening as to the human condition and the inner workings of the mind.

Many of his characters are haunting, fanatical, normal but driven to the brink by the circumstances they are placed in.  And given that I love a good story about the degradation of the human mind, I lapped this stuff up.

A lot of these stories are also told in retrospect, a bit like Heart of Darkness, which gives a feeling that the story is being recounted by an old friend, a story within a story almost, that helps you to understand the narrator more.  It gives an added depth to the writing.

These stories are Conrad at his best, and a good way of reading him without simply going to his most famous (and brilliant) works.  He also considers some of these stories his best, especially “An Outpost of Progress”.  Seriously, that story is like Lord of the Flies but with only two men.

Read it if you: like Joseph Conrad and have read all the famous ones, are interested in colonial history, like the degradation of the human mind (well, not ‘like’ it, but find it fascinating, I guess), like nice descriptions.

While reading, listen to: goodness, this is another one of those ones where modern music won’t suffice.  Get something haunting and classical, like The Swan of Tuonela by Sibelius, because I like that one.

~william golding~ lord of the flies

LOTFRead it in: probably around three weeks

Yes, yes, more old books, I’m sorry, new ones will come once I finish the 800+ pages (though highly enjoyable) tome that is Anna Karenina.

Anyway, I’ve been wanting to do this one for a while.

This one is a must-read for everyone.  Well-written, unforgettable, full of allusions, questions of morality and courage, questions of sanity and insanity.  And the best part is that the entire cast (apart from one adult and a pig’s head) is made up of children.

There’s something alluring about having a character cast of all children, especially in a novel such as this one.  Children tend to be one of those avoided subjects in literature and film – if you’re going to do something bad to someone, let it not be a child.  They aren’t killed in many murder mysteries (only the pluckier ones) or are always portrayed as the victims.  Children are always the ones saved by Superman and not the unfortunate ones who die along the way.

But in this book, children are both the victims and the perpetrators of crimes.  Not only this, but these crimes cannot be blamed on much else but their violent nature, as they are stuck on an island with nobody else to influence them.  As the events of the story unfold, the once innocent group splits into factions, fantastical rumours spread around the island, a killing spree is begun and a lonely boy begins to hear a voice from a pig’s head mounted on a stick, referring to itself as the ‘Lord of the Flies’.

This novel is both childish and startlingly mature at the same time.  While the characters are young and subject to childish beliefs, fears and fits of rage, the way in which these emotions translate into actions is frightening.  The killing of others is something we usually attribute to adults and not to children under a certain age.  Despite this, numerous characters are killed as a result of petty fights and splits within the group.  Perhaps, then, killing is not an action that should be attributed to adults, but to any person at any time within a desperate situation.  We cannot say that such violent actions are beyond children, as Golding reveals in a frightening manner in this book.

No wonder this book won the Nobel Prize.  It was a novel idea for its time.  Casting children as the perpetrators of violence was a shocking thing.  Not only that, but this book is set during the war.  While the adults are killing one another over petty things, the children too begin doing the same thing.  In the end, the children are rescued but, as Stephen King said in an introduction to ‘Lord of the Flies’ I once read, ‘who will save the adults?’

Read it if you: are a person who is literate, I think this book is necessary reading for everyone.

While you read it listen to: O Children Nick Cave, Liar Liar Taking Back Sunday (alludes to this book in the lyrics), Escape 30 Seconds to Mars, Beleriand The Middle East

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