Showing posts with label James Joyce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Joyce. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 02, 2010

James Joyce: Comedy, and Irony as Principle-Weapon

(Or: Toward the Resurrection of Irony)

James Joyce, by César Abin. Image found here.

Today is James Joyce's birthday, and before the day slips away any further, I wanted to start a conversation that I hope will honor him.

In case anyone is wondering, "Principle-Weapon" is intentional.

Some assertions, in no particular order:

*Joyce was often very funny, but his mode was not humor but comedy.

*To quote one of my college English profs: "Comedy is deadly serious."

*Comedy's great subject is the Life Force: the affirmation, preservation and perpetuation of life--hence its seriousness. Its word is Love; its creed is Molly Bloom's final Yes; its churches are the conjugal bed and the kitchen; its parish the front porch.

*Irony is comedy's greatest weapon, exposing, when wielded most effectively, that which does not affirm the Life Force (hence, "principle-weapon").

[UPDATE: Here's an example of what I mean: In A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, Stephen Dedalus (Joyce's stand-in) is explaining to his friend Cranley why he (Stephen) has lost his faith. Cranley thinks Stephen's disaffection is with Catholicism and sxo asks him why he doesn't become a Protestant. Stephen's response: "`I said that I had lost my faith,' Stephen said, `but not that I had lost my self-respect. What kind of liberation would that be to forsake an absurdity which is logical and coherent and to embrace one which is illogical and incoherent?'" Whatever one may think of Stephen's assessment of the doctrine of being saved by grace through faith, that line always makes me, a good Lutheran, both laugh out loud and ponder a bit.]

*Irony would not be dead if people still accepted that the preservation and perpetuation of life were not merely a Grand Narrative to be suspicious of and instead is and remains both a sacred and a secular Ultimate Concern.


(Inspired by and in part quoted from my response to Jim at this post.)

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Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Happy Bloomsday

James Joyce's sketch of Ulysses' hero, Leopold Bloom. The line in Greek is the opening line of The Odyssey: "Tell me Muse, of the man of many devices, who over many ways…” Image found here.

It is June 16th again. If there's a literary equivalent of solar calendars, surely one of the days by which it would be oriented would be this day. Ulysses is one of those books which, even if you haven't read it, you have inescapably read books which owe their forms and strategies to it. (And just for the record, I'm saying that like it's a good thing.)

By way of celebrating the day, here's Kate Bush's video for the title track of her 1989 album, The Sensual World. It's not quite 1904 Dublin, but listen closely and you'll hear some very familiar language:



Also, by (the Mrs.') request, this blast from the past.

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Saturday, June 16, 2007

River (re)run . . .

The Joyce family, no doubt spending money they did not have to spend, bid you welcome--especially if you're here to praise James's genius.

A happy Bloomsday to you all. There is only one way to celebrate, of course: purchase some Guinness (it's a wonder the marketing guys there haven't picked up on this--the consumption of stout is one of the central activities in Ulysses), and imagine[insert fantasy here] reading the naughty bits to you. You will yes you will yes?

Or, because I don't have time today for something more substantive, you could reread this from last year.

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