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n_allyene 's review for:
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
by James Joyce
I read this book just to find out what all the hub-bub was about. My college roommates had to read it for an English class they were in and said it went over their heads.
I don't think it went over mine (too far at least). I made some notes in the margins (which really saves me some time of having to re-read everything to get to the point of what I thought about this book). It's written in the Victorian age in Ireland. The main character Stephen Dedalus is named after the mythic figure Daedelus.
Guess we'll have to go to Wikipedia for that one.
Just to quote the back of the book: "Joyce's brilliant rendering of the impressions and experiences of childhood broke new ground in the use of language and in the structure of the novel." I did like this quote in particular about a flogging: "It can't be helped/ it must be done/ So down with your britches/ out with your bum."
And this sentence I underlined, despite all the others: "Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapors of maddening incense before the eyes of his mind."
Stephen (really autobiographical character for Joyce?) remembers school days and friends lost. Family relations and impoverished circumstances to make him the 'artist' he eventually becomes.
I don't think it went over mine (too far at least). I made some notes in the margins (which really saves me some time of having to re-read everything to get to the point of what I thought about this book). It's written in the Victorian age in Ireland. The main character Stephen Dedalus is named after the mythic figure Daedelus.
Guess we'll have to go to Wikipedia for that one.
Just to quote the back of the book: "Joyce's brilliant rendering of the impressions and experiences of childhood broke new ground in the use of language and in the structure of the novel." I did like this quote in particular about a flogging: "It can't be helped/ it must be done/ So down with your britches/ out with your bum."
And this sentence I underlined, despite all the others: "Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapors of maddening incense before the eyes of his mind."
Stephen (really autobiographical character for Joyce?) remembers school days and friends lost. Family relations and impoverished circumstances to make him the 'artist' he eventually becomes.