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Revolutionary Road

I took a break from reading Against the Day (and from the summer of long novels) to read Revolutionary Road. The main reason I took the break was because I was flying to Chicago and didn’t feel like lugging an 1,085 page hardback. It’s now August of my self-imposed summer of reading fat novels and I still have more that 200 pages left in Against the Day. I was hoping to have this and at least one other fat novel done before Inherent Vice comes out this week but that’s not going to happen.

The break for Revolutionary Road was worth it. I read about half of it on the plane and in Chicago, and I finished the second half the week we got back. I was not at all familiar with the book or with Richard Yates until I read a review of the movie. I have a strange fascination with the suburbs, especially in the development of the suburbs (as a place and as a way of life) in the years following WWII. When I read what the setting was in the film review, I knew I wanted to read the book before seeing the movie.

Revolutionary Road is reminiscent of the works of Raymond Carver and captures a similar post-war ennui as something like The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit. Like those works, Revolutionary Road does not paint a pretty picture of post-war suburban life. For Frank Wheeler, in Revolutionary Road, and Tom Rath, in The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit, life in the suburbs and in business is drab and uneventful compared to their experience in the war. This discontent wreaks havoc on their family lives.

What’s difficult to appreciate is the novelty these works presented in the late 1950s. In the 21st Century, the idea that the suburbs are not some kind of blissful paradise is rather banal. But, at the time, this idea was unconventional and daring.

The film, Revolutionary Road, doesn’t quite live up to the novel, but it quite excellent. The film is very faithful to the book, with, of course, many scenes left out for length considerations. Having read the book, I wondered if these exclusions left too many gaps in the narrative and left too much unexplained. The biggest omission was the background story about Frank and his father. This background gives great weight to Frank’s working at Knox. In the film, Franks does explain a little bit of this background, but it certainly doesn’t compare to the actual scenes in the book. That said, the film still holds up well on its own. Even though I am not a big Leonardo DiCaprio fan, I knew he would make a great Frank Wheeler. Kate Winslet is likewise a perfect April Wheeler.

Against the Day

I am about 650 pages into Thomas Pynchon’s Against the Day, just a mere 445 more to go. I have deemed this the summer of fat books and am starting with Against the Day.

I had purchased this book when it first came out toward the end of 2006. I began reading it and was enjoying it more or less but was not overly impressed. I got about halfway through when the reality of moving to Las Vegas hit, and I got very busy with making plans and packing. Because I was not overly thrilled with the novel, it got packed up and stayed in the box until recently.

When I heard Inherent Vice is coming out in August, I decided I wanted to give Against the Day another try and attempt to read the entire thing before the new book comes out.

I’m not sure what I missed the first time I tried reading it, but I am absolutely loving Against the Day on the second try. I think part of my issue might be that I really enjoyed the Chums of Chance section that opens the novel, but this story line is not a main plot line. I should know better with Pynchon, but I think I may have focused too much of my initial reading on hoping for more C of C and was not fully appreciating the other sections.

This time around, I went in knowing that the Traverse family is the main focus and have found that story to be rather interesting, exciting, and moving. I also am finding it interesting because this story line starts out much like a Western, but one that takes place at the very end of the 19th and beginning of the 20th Centuries. Modernity is creeping into this way of life. It reminds me in some way of The Wild Bunch, which, if I recall correctly, takes place during a similar time and is likewise about how modernity changed the face of the western United States.

So my summer of reading fat novels is off to a good start. I was hoping to finish Against the Day before taking a trip later this week, but I don’t think I will be able to. As much as I am enjoying the book, I am not looking forward to lugging it on the plane.