Friday, March 27, 2020

Back to the Classics #7

I read this book for the Back to the Classics Challenge 2020.

20th Century Classic. I like reading Aldous Huxley because he’s smart and funny.  I’ve read not only Brave New World (the one everybody reads), but also a travel book  Jesting Pilate, a late career novelette  The Genius and the Goddess, the science fiction-like After Many a Summer, and a history The Devils of Loudon. Because I’m a reading snob, that’s why.

Those Barren Leaves – Aldous Huxley

In the early 1920s, Huxley became a best-selling writer with satirical novels such as Antic Hay and Time Must Have a Stop.  The story of Those Barren Leaves also stars members of the Lost Generation, disillusioned and trying to keep body and soul together after the smash-up of Western ideals brought on by WWI.

Huxley introduces a number of characters, each a puppet controlled by their unique string. Calamy is affluent and respected but is intimidated by the apparent terms and conditions of life and wonders if there is really a mystery behind all the anger greed, lust, and violence. He’s rather an existentialist before that orientation became hip in that he feels responsible for his own life, but doesn’t know the way forward.

Like Uncle Eustace in Time Must Have a Stop, Cardan is the semi-likable cynic and epicure (small e). He fears an old age dogged by poverty so he contemplates a marriage partner so outrageously unsuitable  that I can’t possibly reveal her in a review. The poet Chelifer represents the rootless, nihilistic intellectuals of the 1920s who see as empty religion, patriotism, moral standards, and social reform. While working as hapless editor of Rabbit Fancier’s Gazette, Chelifer holds onto verse as the last refuge in an idiotic world. Miss Thriplow, a young novelist, finds herself between lovers so in her search for the next big project, it strikes her that she ought to be more spiritual and more serious.

The last part of the novel follows Calamy as he undergoes a spiritual crisis. He embraces, for lack of a better word, mysticism, explaining “It takes a certain amount of intelligence and imagination to realise the extraordinary queerness and mysteriousness of the world in which we live.” So in this 1925 novel we see Huxley moving away from satire and relativism to the introspection and disciplined thought that serious Vedantists, post-modern stoics, existentialists, and CBT types choose.

Hardcore readers into post-WWI literature, satire, and what I hesitatingly call mysticism will like this novel. Because the Savage is such a weak character, I have always had qualms about Brave New World, rather regretting that is the only Huxley novel readers know when Huxley wrote so many other solid novels of ideas.

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