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Post by Wolfgang on Oct 9, 2004 13:09:00 GMT -5
A long time in high school, I decided, totally arbitrarily, that if I could not understand the depths and layers of James Joyce's short story, "The Dead," I had no business dreaming of a literary life. I even watched the darn movie with Angelica Huston and never quite got the sensibilities and shades depicted therein. So I became an engineer. Well, several years later -- TODAY, specifically -- I came back to it and you'll be pleased to hear that I've concluded I'm a shallow person.
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Post by Wolfgang on Oct 12, 2004 12:53:41 GMT -5
The first 30 pages go by really slowly because you're wondering, What the heck does this party have to do with anything? The last 10 pages go by fast because Gabriel has lusty thoughts, only to be smashed in the face with a shovel by his wife, who has other thoughts in mind, particularly her young days with a boy who died for her.
Still, kinda hard to follow...
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