More like 3.5 stars. Can a Faulkner novel really be a 3? This is a question that might come to mind when considering "The Town". As Faulkner novels go, it's not among his best. Given his artistry, that doesn't mean it's a bad novel. It's just that in terms of emotional angst, richness, and power, it doesn't come close to masterpieces like "Absalom, Absalom!", "Go Down, Moses", and "The Sound and the Fury" (and a few others). Most people believe Faulkner's artistry declined after World War II, and I concur. You can see this in this late novel.
It's not easy to precisely identify the reasons for "The Town's" flatness. Most of Faulkner's standard narrative techniques are at play, such as multiple narrators, striking language, and strange and wonderful (and not-so-wonderful) characters who disrupt the everyday life of Yoknapatawpha. A couple of things stand out. First, one of the narrators, Gavin Stevens, seems overly long-winded, overly romantic (obsessed not just with Eula Snopes and her daughter Linda, but more generally with "Woman"), and ineffectual, rarely achieving what he sets out to do. He's like a sad-eyed Quixote, and after a while, he becomes a bit tiresome (though he's more interesting in some of Faulkner's other works). Second, much of Faulkner's focus here is on attacking the bourgeois standards and hypocrisy of the town, using a good deal of social satire. There's nothing wrong with that, except that the satire here lacks the power and scope of his earlier work. The earlier work is less concerned with social hypocrisy (though it's certainly there) and more with the roiling complexities that shape everyday existence, particularly the crushing pressures of history and responsibility to self, ideals, and community. In other words, the earlier work is more tragic than satiric. Satire can be great, but not in Faulkner's hands (at least, not here).
Of particular note in the novel is Flem Snopes and his rise to power and prominence. For all the scorn heaped on Flem by the townsfolk (and by many readers), he's actually not that different from everyone else in the town. Almost everyone in Faulkner's world is out to get ahead, one way or another, even if they don't admit it to themselves or to others. So, rather than being the outsider destroying the town, as he is often characterized, Flem is more the outsider revealing the town's true nature. He's not likable, but he's certainly fascinating - and revelatory.
Sometimes I can be like Ratliff. I have all the information. I have visited (without selling a single sewing machine) the houses of the county with the reading of each chapter. But I have difficulty discerning, interpreting, and distilling all the layers that this novel has. The Snopes marriage dominates Jefferson and the novel, and they do so with very few appearances. Their antagonists are the narrators, Gavin (a cardboard knight-errant of Mississippi), his nephew Chick, and Ratliff (who drags his interest in Snopeslogy from "The Hamlet").
I feel that the novel goes further. I was disgusted by the game of names and the confusions of kinship (Gavin, Groover, the father of the father of the nephew) that Faulkner brings in the first chapters. But once overcome, it is all literary enjoyment.
The complex web of relationships and the mysterious nature of the Snopes family make this novel a captivating read. Despite the initial difficulties in untangling the names and connections, the story unfolds in a way that keeps the reader engaged. The different narrators add depth and perspective, allowing us to see the events from multiple angles. As I continue to read, I look forward to uncovering more of the secrets and layers hidden within the pages of this remarkable novel.
Faulkner was an incredibly prolific writer, penning numerous novels and countless short stories. Almost all of his works have received widespread acclaim. Up until recently, I had only read one of his novels, which was "The Reivers." However, my wife managed to persuade me to give "The Snopes Family Trilogy" a try. This trilogy consists of three novels: "The Hamlet," "The Town," and "The Mansion."
So far, I have only had the opportunity to read the first two installments. This morning, I finally finished "The Town," and I am still in a state of shock. The novel features three distinct narrators: young Charles ("Chick") Mallison, his uncle Gavin ("Lawyer") Stevens, and the unforgettable V. K. Ratliff. Each character adds their own perspective and enriches the others' accounts of the events that unfold.
The story is a captivating blend of wonder, mystery, and outrage. It has its moments of hilarity, mystery, suspense, and even infuriation. But what truly stands out is the stunning poignancy that runs throughout the novel. I find it hard to believe that Faulkner could have written any lines more powerful, more poignant, or simply more beautiful than those found in "The Town."
This novel is truly a heartbreaker. It's not because the characters are doomed or forsaken, but rather because it is beyond my comprehension that William Faulkner could have produced something as brilliant as this. I completely fell in love with this novel and would highly recommend it to anyone looking for a truly remarkable read.
Because we had all seen Mrs. Snopes by now, in the few times we did see her which was usually behind the counter in the restaurant, wearing another greasy apron, frying hamburgers, eggs, ham, and the tough pieces of steak on the grease-encrusted kerosene griddle, or maybe once a week on the Square, always alone; not, as far as we knew, going anywhere: just moving, walking in that aura of decorum, modesty, and solitariness that was ten times more immodest and a hundred times more disturbing than one of the bathing suits young women would start to wear around 1920 or so, as if in the second just before you looked, her garments had managed in one last frantic, disorderly scurry to overtake and cover her. Though only for a moment because in the next one, if only you followed long enough, they would wilt and fail from that mere plain and simple striding which would shred them away like the wheel of a constellation through a wisp and cling of trivial scud.If the reader has not read The Hamlet, one can only wonder why such a woman would be the wife of the detestable Flem Snopes. This thought is essential to The Town because the small town of Jefferson, Yoknapatawpha County, Mississippi (I can neither spell nor pronounce the name of this county) is really no place for a woman who can walk in such a manner and feel completely at ease doing so. I'm looking forward to reading the third and final installment. In fact, with this, I may have decided to become a Faulkner completionist. A full, hearty, five stars here.
“Anybody that needs to fool fools is already one.”
Just a splendid novel! With only one Faulky novel left to read, it's a tough call to see which I'd call the “best”, and likely I will never be able to answer that to my satisfaction. However, this one will surely be up there. The second part of the “Snopes” trilogy, “Town” is not that crappy Ben Affleck movie at all. Instead, it is the continuance of the story of Flem Snopes, a back-country ass-hat who has become a “respectable” citizen of Jefferson and his efforts to maintain that respectability while quietly destroying everyone around him.
Grey knight lawyer Gavin Stevens is on hand as the narrator, along with his nephew Chick and salesman VK Ratliff. They chronicle the undulating fates of the Snopeses, focusing on Eula, the goddess-wife of Flem, and their daughter Linda. It's really about them, interspersed with laugh-out-loud episodes that will make you wish you'd grown up in Jefferson (which is Faulkner's trajectory towards his most-fun novel, “The Reivers”), and downright tragic events (similar to the stuff in “Fable”).
Crucially wonderful!