The Sound and the Fury, in July, be there!

Do as I say, not as I do. I might give it a go this summer (if Oprah can, why not I?)

What do you think, Todd? Are you in, or will you be off trekking then? Just take a laptop and the book with you.

I am up for this.

I might do it. Perhaps I'll actually have some sustained reading time by July.

I'm in. Been looking forward to this.

You'll actually be there, EF? :O!?

To anyone else, is focusing on Faulkner too...boring? Should we cover other southern gothic-ers. Or something? Even I got Faulknered out after my initial obsession.

(I don't think I will be trekking after all. It's too tuff to leave my pa to take care of things alone right now. He was freaking out over me being gone even one day recently.)

Hey, good luck to you and your pa, RSH. I'm cool with Faulkner--it's just a time thing. for realsies also very cool with opening it up to others, though, always.

It's a lifelong thing with me. I have a couple spells of reading Faulkner every year--some last longer than others. I'm happy to hop in and out of the discussions as it suits me. Others probably feel the same. We got no takers for Soldier's Pay this time around....so put it back on the schedule later on.

I'll be there Todd! In July, I'll be reading Sound & the Fury here, and then Trainspotting over there...

Soldier's Pay isn't actually very good, unlike most of the rest of the works.
Perhaps we should have an adjunct thread for movies with screen plays He wrote, such as To Have and Have Not, and the Big Sleep.

Guests finally gone, holiday almost over, and summer officially underway. Pulling out my copy of The Sound and the Fury so I can begin tonight. Anyone else out there?

Thanks for the remind! Just finished Trainspotting, but I'll be happy to languish in the middle of Infinite Jest a little longer while I tackle this purported Faulknerian apotheosis.

I love the Sound and the Fury. I love Quentin. Drowned in the scent of honeysuckle, isn't it? There is a plaque on one of the bridges over the river in Cambridge - in fact, probably The bridge - to that effect. I got a picture of it when I was in law school.
I also love Benjy. And I love the nanny, what is her name? (I haven't reread it, don't think i really need to, have read it so many many times. Of course my memory isn't what it used to be, or what it ever should have been).
Caddie, what a lovely doomed person. However, I am not so sure Faulkner ever really understood women, or really got into their heads very well. What about that? could Faulkner write convincingly about women? As a woman, Caddie doesn't make a lot of sense to me. Why end up with a Nazi, for example? except that that was the worse thing Faulkner could imagine for her....

The "nanny' (Faulkner would never have used that word) was Dilsey. I think you make a valid point about Faulkner's women. He had his notions, and they make good reading, but most of the time I take issue with something that his female characters do. Dilsey is a notable exception.

If the weather remains as shitty as it's been...hotandhumid...i will be lucky to feed my cats & myself...never mind READ....but i loveth The Sound and the Fury...and All Things Faulkner (wouldn't that make a great show on NPR?)

i'll probably Lurk
forgive

>12 kokipy:, 13, yeah, I'm only 90 pages in and most of it has been Benjy, so I'm reluctant to judge on the women, but it seems like Caddy is more to give the male characters something to react to--more of an object than a subject?

I dunno, in general I find I can't really get into the stream-of-consciousness thing. I mean, I think I'm following and all, it's not that; just that it seems trite and not really psychologically real, and so in that sense I'd rather see it go all parabolic like Ulysses, but in what's so far a pretty small, realistic story as far as I can see, it seems like a misfit as far as method goes. And overlay Benjy's particular cognitive difficulties, and you (I) just feel like ... okay, but what am I missing about this story, these interactions and events, while I try to parse them from one limited (and then artificially further limited) perspective?

It's similar to how I felt about As I Lay Dying, though, and then I got into that in the end--but not until it started getting a bit surreal. I am enjoying Quentin more.