Thursday, November 16, 2006

Another hit for Henderson

In further news re: Why Saul Bellow Just Might Be Great:

I think it’s the steady stream of earnest ridiculousness (as opposed to ridiculousness for ridiculousness’ sake, a la British comedy). Henderson has just been captured by the violent Wariri and forced at gunpoint to March for a blistering day through an unspecified stretch of African desert. Locked up for the night in a stone cell and left to contemplate his imminent fate, his body coming to pieces from malnourishment and several outdated colonial semi-automatics trained to his torso, Henderson offers us this: “After this I was compelled to recall the history of my dental work” [after which he does so for seven pages].

No comments: