lewis%spider.DEC@decwrl.ARPA (08/14/84)
From: lewis%spider.DEC@decwrl.ARPA (Suford Lewis) I tried to start V. and The Journal of Albion Moonlight and found both to be full of pretentious, self-indulgent writing about silly, uninteresting characters. They might have claimed to be looking for "MEANING" but they were'nt looking very hard and they didn't really seem to want to find any. However, since I couldn't finish either, and both were relatively early works, perhaps someone can tell me why Pynchon is worth reading? - Suford
reiher@UCLA-LOCUS.ARPA (08/17/84)
From: Peter Reiher <reiher@UCLA-LOCUS.ARPA> Well, I don't know about you folks, but on the basis of "Gravity's Rainbow", Thomas Pynchon is one of my favorite authors, up there with Dickens, Joseph Conrad, and Mark Twain, and far beyond the range of vision of Ellison and Silverberg. (Nabakov is a great writer, and I like many of his works; I couldn't criticize someone who liked him more than Pynchon, but I do have my own preferences.) Thomas Pynchon combines a weird world view with an awe inspiring ability to write. Admittedly, his books are not easy, and if you gave up on "Ulysses", you'll very likely give up on Pynchon. (In fact, Pynchon reminds me more of Joyce than any other author, even though he is far less interested in word games.) But where else can you find banana breakfasts, the Kenosha Kid, Rocketman, an octopus with Pavlovian training to attack a certain woman, a hilarious expose of the true nature of English hard candies (including the dreaded Marmalade Surprise), a smuggler who flies in cream pies via hot air balloon, and a hero whose sexual exploits have a disturbing correlation with the places about to be destroyed by German V2 rockets? Not to mention Rocket Limericks, some of the less obscene of which have turned up in recent versions of UNIX's fortune program. "The Crying of Lot 49" isn't anywhere near as good as "Gravity's Rainbow", and parts of "V" are downright bad. But I haven't noticed any of those dumping on Pynchon saying anything about "Gravity's Rainbow". Perhaps they haven't read it. To give you an idea as to why I consider Pynchon so special, I include a selection from "Gravity's Rainbow" which is part of one of my favorite passages in all literature. Little background is needed. The scene is WWII Britain, Christmas Eve. "The White Visitation" is an insane asylum fronting for a research facility working on military applications of paranormal activities. "At "The White Visitation" there's a longtime schiz, you know, who believes that *he* is World War II. He gets no newspapers, refuses to listen to the wireless, but still, the day of the Normandy invasion somehow his temperature shot up to 104 degrees. Now, as the pincers east and west continue their slow reflex contraction, he speaks of darkness invading his mind, of an attrition of self...The Rundstedt offensive perked him up, though, gave him a new lease on life-"A beautiful Christmas gift", he confessed to the residents on the ward, "it's the season of birth, of fresh beginnings." Whenever the rockets fall- those which are audible- he smiles, turns out to pace the ward, tears about to splash from the corners of his merry eyes, caught up in a ruddy high tonicity that can't help cheering his fellow patients. His days are numbered. He's to die on VE day. If not in fact the war, then he's its child surrogate, living high for a certain term, but come the ceremonial day, look out. The true king only dies a mock death. Remember. Any number of young men may be selected to die in his place while the real king, foxy old bastard, goes on. Will he show up under the Star, slyly genuflecting with the other kings as this winter solstice draws on us? Bring to the serai gifts of tungsten, cordite, high-octane? Will the child gaze up from his ground of golden straw then, gaze into the eyes of the old king who bends long and unfurling overhead, leans to proffer his gift, will the eyes meet, and what message, what possible greeting or entente will flow between the king and the infant prince? Is the baby smiling, or is it just gas? Which do you want it to be?" Peter Reiher reiher@ucla-cs.arpa {...ihnp4,ucbvax,sdcrdcf}!ucla-cs!reiher