I had never heard of this book before last year, when all of
a sudden it became the book that I
needed to read. So I did. Molly read it with me, actually, and I’ve definitely
enjoyed pondering it with her over Google Hangouts.
Up front:
Favorite part:
the character of Sebastian, and especially anything to do with Aloysius
Least favorite part:
the general narrative style
I can’t put my finger on what exactly makes this novel feel
Catholic. It’s not just that Evelyn Waugh was Catholic, or that all of the
characters end up Catholic at the end. It’s something about the writing, the
particular ethos of the book. I would guess that part of it has to do with
Waugh’s tendency to relate everything back to romantic love, which for some
reason makes me think of Catholicism. Sorry. Mental associations are weird.
For example, Waugh spends almost a page describing the
military as an old lover turning false. A little while later, Sebastian’s
childhood is cast as his beloved. Later still, love is the subject, personified
as something military and mercenary.
But in the end… all of these loves are shown to be
‘forerunners.’ Charles, the main character, says that Sebastian was the
‘forerunner’ of Julia in his affections. She responds, ‘Perhaps I am only a
forerunner, too.’ Here, Waugh slips into one of his almost-preachy and
definitely-foreshadow-y paragraphs that pepper the text.
‘Perhaps, I thought, while her words still hung in the air between us like a wisp of tobacco smoke—a thought to fade and vanish like smoke without a trace—perhaps all our loves are merely hints and symbols; a hill of many invisible crests; doors that open as in a dream to reveal only a further stretch of carpet and another door; perhaps you and I are types, and this sadness which sometimes falls between us springs from disappointment in our search, each straining through and beyond the other, snatching a glimpse now and then of the shadow which turns the corner always a pace or two ahead of us.’
Waugh is hinting at a romantic love higher and grander than
anything Charles has experienced so far, a love (both the object of love and
the love itself) that is Ultimate. It is this Ultimate that, I think, Waugh
really wanted to write a novel about.
I would wager that is why he called it Brideshead Revisited. Yes, Brideshead is the name of a place that the
narrator returns to. Very straightforward. But I think there’s another meaning…
Think of the word ‘maidenhead.’ A woman’s maidenhead is her
virginity, the proof and seal that she is a maiden. Let’s say a woman’s ‘bridehead’
or ‘brideshead’ refers to a similar thing… her state of being a bride, whatever
it is that marks her as being a woman either about to get married or just
recently married.
As a bride, a woman gives herself over to a man, one she has
loved, to enter into a relationship somehow deeper
and more than just love. She had love
before the wedding; there must be something greater afterwards for her to have
wanted it at all. Among other things, marriage is a mutual commitment to belong
to each other. The Merriam-Webster dictionary says that it is when man and
woman unite. Become one.
Charles gives himself as a bride (if you will) to several players
in the novel: Sebastian, art, Julia, the military. These become committed
relationships of love that go beyond affectionate feelings to the merging of
identities. Sebastian does the same. Julia does the same.
But somehow none of those unions are permanent. After a
while, Charles must attach himself to something (or someone) new. At the
conclusion of the novel, when he has drunk his past wells dry, he again must
revisit his brideshead. He must again become a bride, again commit his life and
love to something (or someone), again unite his identity with another’s. This
time, Waugh suggests that Charles visits his brideshead for the last time. It
is finished. It is Ultimate.
I’m torn between thinking this novel is beautiful and
thinking it’s too simple. I can’t decide.
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