A landmark work of world literature, Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway is an account of one day in the life of an upper class British woman, her husband, and her circle of friends. Woolf's narration of Clarissa Dalloway's day begins with her protagonist's preparations for a party she is holding at her house that evening, and it ends as the party gets underway. In between, Clarissa is visited by an old friend, Peter Walsh, and her mind is returned to a time thirty years earlier when she considered marrying him. Instead, she opted for the staid Richard Dalloway, and, as she goes about her daily business, Clarissa reflects on the choices she has made and the significant moments that have shaped the course of her life. By juxtaposing Clarissa's present experience with flashbacks to her life as it was thirty years ago, Woolf sets up a number of remarkable tensions that …
A landmark work of world literature, Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway is an account of one day in the life of an upper class British woman, her husband, and her circle of friends. Woolf's narration of Clarissa Dalloway's day begins with her protagonist's preparations for a party she is holding at her house that evening, and it ends as the party gets underway. In between, Clarissa is visited by an old friend, Peter Walsh, and her mind is returned to a time thirty years earlier when she considered marrying him. Instead, she opted for the staid Richard Dalloway, and, as she goes about her daily business, Clarissa reflects on the choices she has made and the significant moments that have shaped the course of her life. By juxtaposing Clarissa's present experience with flashbacks to her life as it was thirty years ago, Woolf sets up a number of remarkable tensions that in many ways define the thematic import of the novel. Moments of seemingly tremendous consequence, where life decisions are made and future paths are chosen, are set in stark contrast to the seemingly insignificant moments of perception, thought, and recollection that define her experience of a relatively ordinary day. The moments are "seemingly" insignificant because Woolf is interested in questioning whether the so-called defining moments in one's life actually matter all that much. She suggests, in fact, that it is the small moments of simple experience and perception that give meaning to life. Engaging so determinedly with the particular is how an entire novel can be written about a single day's experience. Powerfully influenced by Joyce's groundbreaking tour de force, Ulysses (1922), which details the comings and goings of life during a single day in his native Dublin, Woolf depicts the ever-shifting moods, thoughts, perceptions and memories of her heroine and other characters as they go about their lives.The contrast between past memory and present experience also infuses the novel and Clarissa's life with a sense of contingency. For example, by thinking about the decision to marry the traditionally-minded Richard instead of the restless Peter, Clarissa becomes acutely conscious at various points throughout her day that the life she is leading is only one of many possible lives that she could be leading. There is not a clear sense-for Clarissa or for the reader-that the decision to marry Richard was a bad one. We do not know if a life roaming the globe with Peter would have been a better; it just would have been a different. The point is, life hasn't really answered the questions it posed thirty years ago. It remains a mystery. And the awareness of the contingency of her own life infuses everything around Clarissa with a sense of insubstantiality that is to be marveled at, if never fully assented to or understood. Mrs. Dalloway was published in 1925 during one of most astonishing and impressive periods of achievement and development in English literary history. Indeed, not since the heyday of English Romanticism in the early nineteenth century, have so many enduring and groundbreaking masterworks been produced. To the Lighthouse was published just three years after that annus mirabilis, 1922, which saw the publication of both Eliot's The Waste Land and Joyce's Ulysses. Forster's A Passage to India (1924), Faulkner's The Sound and the Fury (1929), and Woolf's own To the Lighthouse(1926) are just a few of the remarkable works of a period which also found artists such as F. Scott Fitzgerald, Ernest Hemingway, and Wallace Stevens in the United States and D.H. Lawrence and W.B. Yeats in Great Britain working at the height of their powers.
Maybe I'll feel different at another point in my life, but I simply cannot recommend this book right now.
I had to go to third party sources to understand the whole thing due to its chaotic writing, and even after all that... turns out there was no story to follow, really.
I could certainly enjoy some descriptions, but it was overall a lot of effort to not prefer doing something else.
It was also the first book I read in a while so hopefully I'll come back in 20 years and find out how wrong I was.
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Definitivamente, puedo decir ya lo que intuía desde hace bastante tiempo: el modernismo literario de principios del siglo XX que incorporó la técnica del monólogo interior no es lo mío. Soy consciente de su inmensa calidad y de su influencia decisiva en escritores que admiro, pero no consigo disfrutarlo de manera completa a pesar de que creo que la lectura, en ocasiones, no debe ser sólo puro entretenimiento, sino un reto intelectual.
Es imposible poner una nota negativa a un libro con tanta calidad. Sus párrafos resuenan, se sienten profundos y aquí y allá descubres revelaciones bellas y hondas sobre la experiencia humana (me quedo con los pasajes de la señora Kilman y de Septimus). Además, la mirada femenina en un ambiente cultural dominado por los hombres hace que tenga un interés extra.
Sin embargo, a pesar de todo lo anterior, la lectura se convierte en un reto extenuante. La …
Definitivamente, puedo decir ya lo que intuía desde hace bastante tiempo: el modernismo literario de principios del siglo XX que incorporó la técnica del monólogo interior no es lo mío. Soy consciente de su inmensa calidad y de su influencia decisiva en escritores que admiro, pero no consigo disfrutarlo de manera completa a pesar de que creo que la lectura, en ocasiones, no debe ser sólo puro entretenimiento, sino un reto intelectual.
Es imposible poner una nota negativa a un libro con tanta calidad. Sus párrafos resuenan, se sienten profundos y aquí y allá descubres revelaciones bellas y hondas sobre la experiencia humana (me quedo con los pasajes de la señora Kilman y de Septimus). Además, la mirada femenina en un ambiente cultural dominado por los hombres hace que tenga un interés extra.
Sin embargo, a pesar de todo lo anterior, la lectura se convierte en un reto extenuante. La deliberada dificultad del texto tiene el objetivo de que la narración tome el aspecto de un ir y venir de ideas propio de los pensamientos íntimos de varios personajes. Esto se me hace muy cuesta arriba a pesar de que hay narradora omnisciente y no llega a los extremos insufribles de Faulkner o Joyce.
Tampoco ha ayudado mi nula identificación con unos personajes de la alta sociedad londinense del periodo de entreguerras que son bastante frívolos en ocasiones, con una mirada crítica a su mundo demasiado soterrada en mi opinión.
Zaista sam željela da mi se svidi, ali nekako baš nije išlo. Malo me pogubio način pisanja koji jeste dobrim dijelom poetičan ali kroz njega se ili gubi smisao ili ja jednostavno didn't GET IT. Ne mogu da ulazim u književnu kritiku jer nisam kadar, ali likovi koji su najviše opisivani su mi bili dosadni a oni koji su me najviše interesovali su ostali nedorečeni. Takođe ljubavni plot izeđu Klarise i Pitera mi nema smisla, ako je bio toliko zaljubljen u nju i još uvjek je, zašto je stalno kritikovao kako je površna i njen životni stil njemu nema smisla? Pa okej, mislim ima smisla ako shvatimo da niko nije u pravu i da su svi likovi čudni, nesretni, i manje ili više gej, a sve je to obavijeno opisom visokog londonskog društva koje je izrazito monontono (sem naravno silnog i cijenjenog cvijeća koje često ima svoje istaknute momente).
Zaista sam željela da mi se svidi, ali nekako baš nije išlo. Malo me pogubio način pisanja koji jeste dobrim dijelom poetičan ali kroz njega se ili gubi smisao ili ja jednostavno didn't GET IT. Ne mogu da ulazim u književnu kritiku jer nisam kadar, ali likovi koji su najviše opisani su mi bili dosadni a oni koji su me najviše interesovali su ostali nedorečeni. Takođe ljubavni plot izeđu Klarise i Pitera mi nema smisla, ako je bio toliko zaljubljen u nju i još uvijek je, zašto je stalno kritikovao kako je površna i njen životni stil njemu nema smisla? Pa okej, mislim ima smisla ako shvatimo da niko nije u pravu i da su svi likovi čudni, nesretni, i manje ili više gej, a sve je to obavijeno opisom visokog londonskog društva koje je izrazito monontono (sem naravno silnog i cijenjenog cvijeća koje često ima svoje istaknute momente).