Sunday, March 27, 2016

Humboldt's Gift by Saul Bellow (1975)

A middle aged author in an apparent mid-life crisis remembers his friend, a dead poet, and tries to cope with the harassment of a minor mob figure. 

Book Review:  Some days you just feel like an idiot.  There are good and bad writers, and there are good and bad readers.  I was a bad reader of Humboldt's Gift.  Saul Bellow is a famous and lauded writer: he won the Nobel and Humboldt's Gift won the Pulitzer.  This book has loads of ideas, references, allusions, and what must be brilliance.  I even read up on the poet Delmore Schwartz (who is Humboldt in the book).  It wasn't the occasional whiff of bigotry, I just didn't care about the main character, who continually seemed to make stupid and unkind decisions. And Bellow didn't show me why such a smart guy should make such bad decisions. Should I care about such a person?  Why turn the page when I don't care what happens?  It's not so much that I didn't like the character.  I've read many books with unlikable characters, and kept reading because I wanted to know what happened, what choices they made; sometimes I wanted them to get their just desserts. But here it was apathy.  No writer should be trying to create apathy -- there's an overabundance already.  What was the point, to attack his wife?Could I not relate to the time and place? I've been to the Shire and Westeros, but couldn't get New York?  I expected to like Humboldt's Gift, but didn't, and the main character didn't interest me. I did turn all 487 pages, but after all those words the resolution did not seem revelatory.  I don't know whether I failed to connect with the book or with Saul Bellow.  I have to resign myself: for this book I was a bad reader.  And I'm still deciding whether to try again. [3 Stars]

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