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So I finished this this weekend (sped through it in two glorious sun-soaked days).
And I find myself liking but not loving it. The other Hemingways I've read - The Sun Also Rises and The Old Man And The Sea, of course, like everyone else - I thought were a lot more interesting. In A Farewell To Arms we spend most of the story inside the head of a character who's not even a narrator, merely a reporter - hence the matter-of-fact newspaper-style language that seems to strive for objectivity. We have page after page after page of rather mundane and stilted dialogue, but far too often the dialogue feels like it mostly takes up space; Hemingway doesn't use it to make any specific point, he just reports it.
(And of course, it was a different sort of war to the ones we're used to seeing reported today. Henry is a volunteer, and seems more or less to be taking part in the war in any way he sees fit until the shit hits the fan - even going so far as to buying his own equipment when he heads back, or ordering himself into a hospital.)
But the love affair gets roughly the same treatment, which is a pity; with a [-]narrator [/-]reporter who will only tell us what happens but only rarely how he feels about it, it's rather difficult to glean exactly how they feel about each other and exactly how true that romance is. Love might be a battlefield, but much like the battle scenes, Frederic and Catherine's story could have used more blood and guts.
The ending bothered me a little, too. It adds to the newspaper-article feel of the book in that it doesn't really work dramatically; it might be realistic, but realism alone does not a great story make.
It doesn't really help the feeling that Catherine isn't exactly the most fleshed-out female character ever - when
There are things about A Farewell To Arms that are brilliant. Just not enough to make it a brilliant novel, IMO.
3/5.
And I find myself liking but not loving it. The other Hemingways I've read - The Sun Also Rises and The Old Man And The Sea, of course, like everyone else - I thought were a lot more interesting. In A Farewell To Arms we spend most of the story inside the head of a character who's not even a narrator, merely a reporter - hence the matter-of-fact newspaper-style language that seems to strive for objectivity. We have page after page after page of rather mundane and stilted dialogue, but far too often the dialogue feels like it mostly takes up space; Hemingway doesn't use it to make any specific point, he just reports it.
I suppose maybe that IS part of the point, to capture the day-to-day boredom of war - especially since as an ambulance driver on a relatively quiet and "picturesque" part of the front (and far from the trenches of France) he doesn't really take part in the actual war very much for a long time.the main caractere seem so blend that he make the stranger of Camus a likebale and warm personne,and the dialogue as you say are all to real.In a "passe-me-the-butter,do-you-want-the-salt" kind of way.
Some derscriptions,like the lift in the hospital in Milan(but there is many others);do not bring anything to the narration.
It make me feel as if he was bored writing the thing,the only living it up is when there's some booze include.
(And of course, it was a different sort of war to the ones we're used to seeing reported today. Henry is a volunteer, and seems more or less to be taking part in the war in any way he sees fit until the shit hits the fan - even going so far as to buying his own equipment when he heads back, or ordering himself into a hospital.)
I think that's definitely part of it, but I also think there's a deliberate point to be made here about Henry's situation: he's not Italian, he's not one of the men (to most of the characters in the army, he's simply the foreign Tenente), he's not a soldier - he's not so much in the war as at it, but not actually part of it. The main plotline isn't "Frederic Henry goes to war", it's "Frederic Henry falls in love," even if the war suffuses everything that happens in the course of that plot.I was thinking that Hemingway's relatively colorless treatment of battle scenes might have been a sign of the times. I can't think of any comaprable scenes from other novels, not having read any of the famous WW I books, so I don't really know.
But the love affair gets roughly the same treatment, which is a pity; with a [-]narrator [/-]reporter who will only tell us what happens but only rarely how he feels about it, it's rather difficult to glean exactly how they feel about each other and exactly how true that romance is. Love might be a battlefield, but much like the battle scenes, Frederic and Catherine's story could have used more blood and guts.
This is an excellent comment, and sums up pretty much everything I'll take with me from the book. However...The first thing I noticed is that everything is tainted by the war. It starts in the first chapter where even the leaves of the trees are solied by the passing soldiers. The snow, which always seems to hide filth and make things beautiful can't even cover the ugly destruction of what was once a beautiful forest. When Catherine and our narrator are together in the hospital room, they can smell the coffee of the soldiers on the roof of the next building.
I know our characters seem not to be bothered the war, but I wonder if this is a case where actions speak louder then words. I think Rinaldi's desire to marry Catherine and the lightening fast romance between Catherine and Frederic henry are accelerated by the fear caused by war and the need to satisfy certain psychological needs and life goals.
Pedar, I like your comments about the battle. Much of war is monotony and destruction often comes quickly and without warning. Hemingway also shows some of the other ugly business of the war in other ways. The incident where one in ten soldiers are put to death and families lose their civil rights and their protection under the laws. But I really don't think the book is about the battles. We have our narrator and his comrades who understand that taking a village or mountain does not end the war and that there are always peopel in power that seem willing to promote a war; so they can see no end to it. We have Frederick Henry who has alreay avoided the monotony of the winder months by taking trip through Italy. he finds temporary relief fromthe war in his romance with Catherine, and again puts the war behind him when he's in the hospital. I think the Hemingway wrote teh battle the way he did because A Farewell to Arms is less about battle then Henry's tempory escapes from it.
More later.
...yeah. That sums up part of what I had a problem with. The objective, reporting style is both technically brilliant (except for the dialogue) and emotionally disconnected.I understand where some of you are coming from and those are valid points, but I'm still having trouble connecting with this book, its characters, and the war. I can appreciate the intellectual aspect of a book, but if I can't connect to it emotionally, I'm left wanting.
The ending bothered me a little, too. It adds to the newspaper-article feel of the book in that it doesn't really work dramatically; it might be realistic, but realism alone does not a great story make.
They're having a baby, they're having a baby, they're having a baby, oops, his whole family died. The End.
all she actually does in the end is to die professing her love for Frederic, especially given Ferguson's complaints, I can't help but feel a bit iffy. Sure, there's probably a point to it; the war is over, and so is the wartime romance.
There are things about A Farewell To Arms that are brilliant. Just not enough to make it a brilliant novel, IMO.
3/5.