Wonderful continuation of the story begun in The Hamlet. The plotting throughout this very long narration is truly excellent, on par with anything else I have ever read. There is no sign of a sagging middle, which keeps the reader engaged from start to finish. The financial shenanigans are presented in a hilarious manner through the use of Southern rural speak. It adds a unique flavor to the story and makes it even more enjoyable.
I must modify my previous suggestion that Flem is Trump. Flem is actually infinitely smarter and more successful. While he may not be charming in the traditional sense, he is at least not thuggish. His character is complex and multi-faceted, which makes him an interesting and compelling figure to follow.
I am extremely excited to start the denouement in The Mansion. I can't wait to see how the story concludes and what final twists and turns Faulkner has in store for us. The anticipation is palpable, and I know that it will be a reading experience that I won't soon forget.
I truly despise William Faulkner. It's frustrating that I can't give this book a perfect five because if I did, I would have to rate The Sound and the Fury and Absalom, Absalom! even higher, perhaps a six or a seven. I loathe the fact that he had the ability to write with both the utmost complexity and the utmost simplicity. It annoys me that he is so outstanding that I can easily place five of his books in my personal top 10 without hesitation.
Even years after reading his other novels, I can vividly remember who Bayard Sartoris was, who Lucas Beauchamp was, who Thomas Sutpen was, and who Horace Benbow was. They are all such colorful and memorable characters.
Among them, however, I have the greatest admiration for Gavin Stevens, who is one of the central characters in this novel. In a nutshell, Stevens is the conscience of Yoknapatawpha. He represents the force of good. There are certain parallels in our lives that resonate within me. He values goodness over women and has remained a bachelor despite being intelligent and kind.
He believes in the 'uxorious and rigid respectability which remains strong and undecadent only so long as it still produces an incorrigible unreconstructible with the temerity to assail and affront and deny.' He has a deep belief in the virtue and chastity of women and endeavors to protect them. He was even mockingly asked by a character, his brother-in-law, about where his white horse and lance were. But despite being undeniably human, he still tries to be a decent person. He even falls in love with the femme fatale Eula Snopes.
Damn Faulkner. Damn his genius. I hate him. I hate him so much. I hate the fact that I can't write as well as he does yet. I hate him for being so damn good.
So this was a rather average Faulkner book. It encompassed all the enjoyable aspects of Faulkner - various perspectives, remarkable dialogue, sporadic flashes of truly outstanding prose, and of course, gothic grotesqueness. However, it truly seemed like an intermediate stepping-stone within the Snopes trilogy. I have not yet read the final one, but the first one - The Hamlet - was truly amazing. Therefore, I am hopeful that it will all come to a satisfying conclusion.
One excellent quote from the book is: "Because the tragedy of life is, it must be premature, inconclusive and inconcludable, in order to be life; it must be before itself, in advance of itself, to have been at all." This quote really makes one think about the nature of life and how it is constantly evolving and unfinished.