Today, we combine a couple of our favorite topics: great literature and war history. Of course, the very best way to do that is by reading Hemingway.
Now, old Ernest has has a tough time of it lately. In this kinder, gentler, postmodern world, he is often cited by sad, misguided individuals as everything from a macho dinosaur to the poster boy for toxic masculinity (a silly concept which seems to be in vogue today).
While I’ll be the first to admit that Hemingway was a product of his times, I can only conclude that the arguments against his writing (as opposed to his love of bullfighting, for example) come from people who have never read his work. Sentence by sentence and as the work builds up to a greater plot, even his most virulent critics would have to shut up and admit that the guy could just plain write. Powerful. Deep. Meaningful–and no unnecessary frills. The fact that it isn’t in the least bit a feminine writing style, and that his themes seem a bit masculine, does not mean it’s bad. Honest reviewers will accept this and move on.
Having said that, I enjoy his writing on a structural level, but I’m not a particular fan of all his work. I found The Old Man and the Sea a bit pointless, even if it was, like everything he did, powerful in its way. On the other hand, his short stories, especially “The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber” are entertaining and often brilliant. And yes, though they ignore both modernist and postmodernist concerns to look at things that are much more relevant to actual humans, they pack a huge depth that isn’t apparent on first glance at the sparse prose.
A Farewell to Arms is arguably his greatest book. Combining the First World War, a love story and some autobiographical bits, it is an excellent cross-section of what Hemingway is all about. Even 90 years after it was first published, the book is still easy to read, still resonates with meaning and pathos. While some of his contemporaries (Joyce, Woolfe) were experimenting with form and finding new ways to publicize their deepest neuroses, Hemingway was telling stories as old as mankind, and telling them well.
I think that’s probably the reason he is still read by casual readers while others, perhaps more celebrated by the literati, are only discussed in college literature seminars.
Was it the greatest book I ever read? No. I hated the ending (my question to his contemporaries is: after reading this one and The Old Man and the Sea, why wasn’t he put on permanent suicide watch?). But it was a good one, and powerful, and the edition I had (pictured above) included a bunch of alternative endings – extremely interesting stuff for any writer: you can do much worse than to learn how Hemingway did it.
So, yes, this guy will still be read when the people today’s critics are gushing over are long forgotten. He has a history of beating back the literary darlings.
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