FIESTA : The Sun Also Rises - The first Novel by a Genius
FIESTA : The Sun Also Rises - The first Novel by a Genius
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FIESTA: The Sun Also Rises is a classic example of
Hemingway’s genius writing style. It’s
American and quintessential novel of the Lost Generation. It’s a masterpiece by
the Nobel Laureate Ernest Hemingway and his first novel. This Novel established him as a great writer
of enviable talent of the twentieth century.
A poignant look at the disillusionment and
angst of the post-World War I generation, the novel introduces two of
Hemingway's most unforgettable characters: Jake Barnes and Lady Brett Ashley.
The story follows the flamboyant Brett and the hapless Jake as they journey
from the wild nightlife of 1920s Paris to the brutal bullfighting rings of
Spain with a motley group of expatriates. It is an age of moral bankruptcy,
spiritual dissolution, unrealized love, and vanishing illusions.
I hold Hemingway in
high esteem. Before reviewing my most
favorite writer’s much acclaimed work, though Hemingway does not need any
introduction, let me introduce Hemingway to the novices.
Hemingway House in Key West, Florida
Ernest Miller Hemingway was born in 1989. His father was a doctor and he was the second of the six children. Their home was at Oak Park, a Chicago suburb in the United States of America.
In 1917 Hemingway
joined the Kansas city Star as a cub reporter. The following year he
volunteered to work as an ambulance driver on the Italian front where he was
badly wounded but twice decorated for his services. He returned to America in
1919 and married in 1921. In 1922 he reported on the Greco-Turkish war, then
two years later he resigned from journalism to devote himself to fiction. He
settled in Paris where he renewed his earlier friendship with such fellow
American expatriates as Ezra Pound and Gertrude Stein. Their encouragement and
criticism were to play a vulnerable part in the formation of his style.
Hemingway’s first two
published works were Three Stories and Ten Poems and in our Time but it was the
satirical novel, The Torrents of Spring, which established his name more
widely. His international reputation was firmly secured by his next three
books: Fiesta, Men without Women and A Farewell To Arms. He was passionately
involved with bullfighting, big-game hunting and deep-sea fishing, and his writing
reflected this. He visited Spain during Civil War and described his experiences
in the bestseller, For Whom the Bell Tolls.
His direct and
deceptively simple style of writing spawned generation of imitators but no
equals. Recognition and his position in contemporary literature came in 1954
when he was awarded the Noblel Prize for Literature, following the publication
of The Old Man and the Sea.
Ernest Hemingway died
in 1961.
‘One
generation passeth away , and another generation cometh; but the earth abideth
for ever… The sun also ariseth, and the sun goeth down, and hasteth to the place
where he arose….The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the
north; it whirleth about continually,
and the wind returneth again according to the circuits…All the rivers run into
the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place whence the rivers come,
thither they return again.’
--ECCLESIASTES
Plot Summary:
The Sun Also Rises opens with the narrator, Jake Barnes, delivering a
brief biographical sketch of his friend, Robert Cohn. Jake is a veteran of
World War I who now works as a journalist in Paris. Cohn is also an American
expatriate, although not a war veteran. He is a rich Jewish writer who lives in
Paris with his forceful and controlling girlfriend, Frances Clyne. Cohn has
become restless of late, and he comes to Jake’s office one afternoon to try to
convince Jake to go with him to South America. Jake refuses, and he takes pains
to get rid of Cohn. That night at a dance club, Jake runs into Lady Brett
Ashley, a divorced socialite and the love of Jake’s life. Brett is a
free-spirited and independent woman, but she can be very selfish at times. She
and Jake met in England during World War I, when Brett treated Jake for a war
wound. During Jake and Brett’s conversation, it is subtly implied that Jake’s
injury rendered him impotent. Although Brett loves Jake, she hints that she is
unwilling to give up sex, and that for this reason she will not commit to a
relationship with him.
The next morning, Jake and Cohn have
lunch. Cohn is quite taken with Brett, and he gets angry when Jake tells him
that Brett plans to marry Mike Campbell, a heavy-drinking Scottish war veteran.
That afternoon, Brett stands Jake up. That night, however, she arrives
unexpectedly at his apartment with Count Mippipopolous, a rich Greek
expatriate. After sending the count out for champagne, Brett tells Jake that
she is leaving for San Sebastian, in Spain, saying it will be easier on both of
them to be apart.
Several weeks later, while Brett and
Cohn are both traveling outside of Paris, one of Jake’s friends, a fellow
American war veteran named Bill Gorton, arrives in Paris. Bill and Jake make
plans to leave for Spain to do some fishing and later attend the fiesta at
Pamplona. Jake makes plans to meet Cohn on the way to Pamplona. Jake runs into
Brett, who has returned from San Sebastian; with her is Mike, her fiancé. They
ask if they may join Jake in Spain, and he politely responds that they may.
When Mike leaves for a moment, Brett reveals to Jake that she and Cohn were in
San Sebastian together.
Bill and Jake take a train from Paris to
Bayonne, in the south of France, where they meet Cohn. The three men travel
together into Spain, to Pamplona. They plan on meeting Brett and Mike that
night, but the couple does not show up. Bill and Jake decide to leave for a
small town called Burguete to fish, but Cohn chooses to stay and wait for
Brett. Bill and Jake travel to the Spanish countryside and check into a small,
rural inn. They spend five pleasant days fishing, drinking, and playing cards.
Eventually, Jake receives a letter from Mike. He writes that he and Brett will
be arriving in Pamplona shortly. Jake and Bill leave on a bus that afternoon to
meet the couple. After arriving in Pamplona, Jake and Bill check into a hotel
owned by Montoya, a Spanish bullfighting expert who likes Jake for his earnest
interest in the sport. Jake and Bill meet up with Brett, Mike, and Cohn, and
the whole group goes to watch the bulls being unloaded in preparation for the
bullfights during the fiesta. Mike mocks Cohn harshly for following Brett
around when he is not wanted.
After a few more days of preparation,
the fiesta begins. The city is consumed with dancing, drinking, and general debauchery.
The highlight of the first day is the first bullfight, at which Pedro Romero, a
nineteen-year-old prodigy, distinguishes himself above all the other
bullfighters. Despite its violence, Brett cannot take her eyes off the
bullfight, or Romero. A few days later, Jake and his friends are at the hotel
dining room, and Brett notices Romero at a nearby table. She persuades Jake to
introduce her to him. Mike again verbally abuses Cohn, and they almost come to
blows before Jake defuses the situation. Later that night, Brett asks Jake to
help her find Romero, with whom she says she has fallen in love. Jake agrees to
help, and Brett and Romero spend the night together.
Jake then meets up with Mike and Bill,
who are both extremely drunk. Cohn soon arrives, demanding to know where Brett
is. After an exchange of insults, Cohn attacks Mike and Jake, knocking them
both out. When Jake returns to the hotel, he finds Cohn lying face down on his
bed and crying. Cohn begs Jake’s forgiveness, and Jake reluctantly grants it.
The next day, Jake learns from Bill and Mike that the night before Cohn also
beat up Romero when he discovered the bullfighter with Brett; Cohn later begged
Romero to shake hands with him, but Romero refused.
At the bullfight that afternoon, Romero
fights brilliantly, dazzling the crowd by killing a bull that had gored a man
to death in the streets. Afterward, he cuts the bull’s ear off and gives it to
Brett. After this final bullfight, Romero and Brett leave for Madrid together.
Cohn has left that morning, so only Bill, Mike, and Jake remain as the fiesta
draws to a close.
The next day, the three remaining men
rent a car and drive out of Spain to Bayonne and then go their separate ways.
Jake heads back into Spain to San Sebastian, where he plans to spend several
quiet days relaxing. He receives a telegram from Brett, however, asking him to
come meet her in Madrid. He complies, and boards an overnight train that same
day. Jake finds Brett alone in a Madrid hotel room. She has broken with Romero,
fearing that she would ruin him and his career. She announces that she now
wants to return to Mike. Jake books tickets for them to leave Madrid. As they
ride in a taxi through the Spanish capital, Brett laments that she and Jake
could have had a wonderful time together. Jake responds, “Yes, isn’t it pretty
to think so?”
Powerful, intense, visually magnificent, Fiesta is the novel which
established Ernest Hemingway as a writer of genius.
Ernest Hemingway opens the novel with this quote from Gertrud
Stein. “You are the lost generation” and a passage from Ecclesiastes in which
the title “the sun also rises” appears and the view that life goes on even
though we individual humans pass What follows is the brilliantly written story
of a group of those lost generation folks in the 1920s, ex-pats living in
Paris, then visiting Spain. The central figure, surely closely related to
Hemingway himself, is a newspaper writer, a loner in love with Brett Ashley,
but neither of them able to live a life which would or could have enough
commitment to make a love relationship work. Nevertheless, Brett and Jake do
have a beautiful friendship and mutual support.
The other major characters are rather sad folks, lost, without
meaning, and often, seemingly before the phrase was invented, very ugly
Americans. There is Michael, the man Brett seems destined to marry and tortured
by her constant infidelities, an ex-boxer, Robert Cohn, pathetically in love
with Brett but scorned by her, and fairly likeable Bill Groton. This group
parties constantly, staying drunk more than sober, seemingly to escape the
meaninglessness of their highly privileged lives, and to convince themselves
they are having fun.
At one point late in the novel Brett makes a rather humane
decision to spare a young lover, an up and coming bull fighter, from being
destroyed by her. She tells Jake:
“You know it makes one
feel rather good deciding not to be a bitch.
“Yes.
“It’s sort of what we have instead of God."
“Yes.
“It’s sort of what we have instead of God."
I read that claim as less about the notion of God of religion than
as a comment of a value system which gives a person a reason to live with
dignity, hope, even pride. Such moments are rare for these sad even pathetic
folks. Hemingway captures their lives with amazing power and vivid description.
There is a very long and famous section where the whole group goes
to Pamplona for the festival of the running of the bulls. Hemingway’s account
is both gripping and as vivid as photographs.
However, a secondary theme in that section is what ugly Americans
they are. (Actually Brett and Michael are British). Taking advantage of their
relative wealth to live high above the life-style of the locals, they sneer at
the people’s quite beautiful lives and culture. In one place Jake says:
“The waiter recommended
a Basque liqueur called Izzarra. He brought in the bottle and poured a
liqueur-glass full. The veritable flower of the Pyrenees. It looked like
hair-oil and smelled like Italian strega. I told him to take the flowers of the
Pyrenees away and bring me a vieux marc. The marc was good. I had a second marc
after the coffee.
“The waiter seemed a little offended about the flowers of the Pyrenees, so I over-tipped him. That made him happy. It felt comfortable to be in a country where it is so simple to make people happy. You can never tell whether a Spanish waiter will thank you. Everything is on such a clear financial basis in France. It is the simplest country to live in. No one makes things complicated by becoming your friend for any obscure reason. If you want people to like you, you only have to spend a little money. I spent a little money and the waiter liked me. He appreciated my valuable qualities. He would be glad to see me back. I would dine there again sometime and he would be glad to see me, and could want me at his table. It would be a sincere liking because it would have a sound basis. I was back in France next morning and I tipped everyone a bit too much at the hotel to make more friends, and left on the morning train for San Sebastian. At the station I did not tip the porter more than I should have because I did not think I would ever see him again. I only wanted a few good French friends in Bayonne to make me welcome in case I should come back there again. I know that if they remembered me their friendship would be loyal.”
“The waiter seemed a little offended about the flowers of the Pyrenees, so I over-tipped him. That made him happy. It felt comfortable to be in a country where it is so simple to make people happy. You can never tell whether a Spanish waiter will thank you. Everything is on such a clear financial basis in France. It is the simplest country to live in. No one makes things complicated by becoming your friend for any obscure reason. If you want people to like you, you only have to spend a little money. I spent a little money and the waiter liked me. He appreciated my valuable qualities. He would be glad to see me back. I would dine there again sometime and he would be glad to see me, and could want me at his table. It would be a sincere liking because it would have a sound basis. I was back in France next morning and I tipped everyone a bit too much at the hotel to make more friends, and left on the morning train for San Sebastian. At the station I did not tip the porter more than I should have because I did not think I would ever see him again. I only wanted a few good French friends in Bayonne to make me welcome in case I should come back there again. I know that if they remembered me their friendship would be loyal.”
It is ironic that I’m writing these comments on an airplane from
Barcelona to Chicago, returning home from a month in Greece, Turkey and Spain
where I engaged in such practices myself. However, I do think that in the main
my entry into the local cultures was in such a way that I tried to avoid much
of such behavior as I could. It is difficult to avoid, and many of the tourist
workers in many countries even encourage such behavior in the visitors to
increase their own earnings.
This great novel of Hemingway should not be missed. It is alive
today as it was when published nearly 80 years ago.
Friends,
this was the single book that so fatefully launched Ernest Hemingway's amazing
and long-lived literary career. As such it is as close to being a legendary
book as they come, yet some seventy five years after its initial publication,
it still offers a story that is also surprisingly fresh, personal, and
memorable. For all of his obvious excesses, Hemingway was an artist compelled
to delve deliberately into painful truths, and he attempted to do so with a
style of writing that cut away all of the frills and artifice, so that at it s
heart this novel is meant as an exploration into what it means to be adult and
alive. Thus we are introduced to Jake Barnes, a veteran of World War One, now
forced by his wounds to live as a man without the ability to act like one, forced
by impotence to forgo all of life's usual intimacies, and all of its associated
life connections for which he so yearns. At the same time, Jake attempts to
live a life of meaning and purpose, one crammed full with activity, work, and
friendships. Yet it is within this network of friendships and connections that
he must confront his painful circumstances.
Enter his true love, the feckless Lady Ashley, and indeed the plot thickens, for we soon see how Jake's physical affliction has painfully affected several others. Ashley loves him, but needs a virile man who can give her the physical love she needs. While Ashley is a woman of uncommon beauty, she is also virtuous enough in her own way to want the one man she truly loves to be her lover. Like all of us, she wants most that which she can never have, and so she returns to the source of her own dilemma time after time to Jake, her emotional match, the one man who cannot give her the mature emotional love she craves. So they are condemned to circle around each other, even while some of their friends and other members of the in-crowd interfere, compete, and seek Ashley's affections around the edges of the continuing affair.
Enter his true love, the feckless Lady Ashley, and indeed the plot thickens, for we soon see how Jake's physical affliction has painfully affected several others. Ashley loves him, but needs a virile man who can give her the physical love she needs. While Ashley is a woman of uncommon beauty, she is also virtuous enough in her own way to want the one man she truly loves to be her lover. Like all of us, she wants most that which she can never have, and so she returns to the source of her own dilemma time after time to Jake, her emotional match, the one man who cannot give her the mature emotional love she craves. So they are condemned to circle around each other, even while some of their friends and other members of the in-crowd interfere, compete, and seek Ashley's affections around the edges of the continuing affair.
What we are left with is a modern tragedy, one in which the characters must somehow resolve their resolvable.
Yet
for all this emotional turmoil and existential `strum-und-drank' of the
so-called "lost generation", people drowning in the moral anomie and
circumstantial wasteland created in the gutters of their own endless wants and
needs, it is most often Hemingway's imaginative and spare use of the language
itself that wins the reader over. Unlike his predecessors, he sought a lean
narrative style that cut away at all the flowery description and endless
adjectives. In the process of parsing away the excesses, Hemingway created a
clear, simple and quite declarative prose style that was truly both modern and
revolutionary. What one encounters as a result is a story seemingly stripped to
its barest essentials, superficially more like the newspaper man's pantheon of
who, what, where, when, and why, and yet somehow transformed into a much more
accurate and imaginative effort, one leaving the reader with a much more artful
account of what is going on. One reads Hemingway quickly, at least at first,
when one learns to slow down and drink in every word and every detail as it is
related. For me and for millions of others, the true genius of Hemingway is to
be found in his artful use of language. This book was Hemingway's first truly
successful foray into the world of letters, and the result changed the face of
modern fiction. Enjoy!
I would like to present here some of Hemingway’s Book Titles and books about Hemingway :
I would like to present here some of Hemingway’s Book Titles and books about Hemingway :
Fiesta
The Torrents of Spring
A Farewell to Arms
To Have and Havenot
Across the River and into the Trees
The Old Man and The Sea
Islands in the Stream
The Garden of Eden
True at First Light
Stories –
Men without Women
Winner Take Nothing
The Snow of Kilimanjaro
General –
A Moveable Feast
Death in the Afternoon
Green Hills of Africa
The Dangerous Summer
Drama –
The Fifth Column
Collected Works –
The Essential Hemingway
The First Forty-Nine Stories
By-Line
Hemingway’s direct and deceptively simple style of writing spawned
generations of imitators but no equals.
Recognition of his position in contemporary literature came in
1954 when he was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature, following the
publication of The Old Man and the Sea.
While we were ushering in the New Year, I thought of publishing a new BLOG and of course none better than this post about the great author Ernest Hemingway.
While we were ushering in the New Year, I thought of publishing a new BLOG and of course none better than this post about the great author Ernest Hemingway.
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