I’ve spent the last year reading the Modernist literature http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Modernist_literature of Paris in the 1920s. This pared-down, often Cubist style of writing is inviting and it’s easy to appreciate the works of Ernest Hemingway, John Dos Passos, Djuna Barnes and Henry Miller; they affirm the connection between art and writing and inspiration.
Writer Paula McLain follows Hemingway’s first wife, Hadley Richardson’s life in its real dimensions, yet it is not an authentic biography. The characters or should I say people who move through her pages are real and not fictional. Still there is much imagined in regard to conversations, emotions, interrelationships and feelings. McLain herself described the work as a novel “in conversation” with Hemingway.
However, its’ biggest flaw was our main character—she’s a whiny pushover. Now that I think about it I don't know if she was just a product of the times— old fashioned and hell bent on staying married even though her husband was a complete louse — or was she really just pathetic? Ernest was a little boy; self absorbed, vain, inept as a husband, so I didn't get a warm feeling about either of them. I kept waiting for Hadley to find her voice and stick up for herself or to lose her temper. But she doesn’t and it disappoints, particularly when she finds out her best friend is sleeping with her husband. The betrayal is the crux of the story although it only occupies a few pages. It was obvious that McLain invented the dialogue and has never lived through the emotional experience. Because it’s a wound and rage that doesn’t get forgotten.
So The Paris Wife is actually a portrait of the rise and fall of a marriage but in my opinion, made a flat read.
What it did offer were rich glimpses into the cacophony of 1920s Paris—a city rife with ex-patriot notables such as F. Scott Fitzgerald, Gertrude Stein, and Ezra Pound at a time filled with experimentation in the arts and a sketch of the Lost Generation’s dissonant world.
As a fan of Hemmingway, I now must locate and read this book. I agree that Hemmingway was not the most upstanding person, but I am not familial with this writing. Thank you for the opportunity to read a new, old story involving Hemmingway.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment Michael. And while the story is told from a woman's POV, it's a reminder of how sexually liberating times (in this case, the roaring 20's) reeked havoc and screwed people up, (no pun intended) if they didn't know who they were or what they wanted... they were lost. When it comes to relationships and marriage the idiom rings true; two is company, three's a crowd.
ReplyDeleteThis reminded me of the time I went to Paris with my husband, and he took off a morning alone to retrace the steps of Hemingway's activities and to visit his haunts as illustrated in The Moveable Feast. I recall we did go for lunch afterward at Au Deux Magots and tried to envision where he might have sat and with whom.
ReplyDeleteI also am a reading fan of Hemmingway but not of the way he handled his life. A read that might be of somewhat interest.
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