It is said to be Murdoch's first novel. I can say that it is a quite skillful work for a first novel. There is no such amateurish air at all. In fact, the author is not doing anything different in this novel either. He skillfully deals with the complex relationships and behavior patterns of people and weaves his novel around these relationships as if he is weaving the Net mentioned in the title of the book. Maybe it's not a Black Prince, but it's a very decent, original novel.
Murdoch shows great talent in描绘 the intricate web of human interactions. The characters in the novel are vivid and their relationships are full of twists and turns. Through their stories, the author explores the depths of human nature and the complexity of social connections.
The writing style of the novel is also quite engaging. The author uses vivid language and detailed descriptions to bring the story to life. The plot unfolds gradually, keeping the reader's interest until the very end.
Overall, Murdoch's first novel is a remarkable achievement. It shows that he has the potential to become a great writer. I look forward to reading more of his works in the future.
2.75 stars
My first encounter with Murdoch in several years, and perhaps it wasn't the wisest choice to pick her first novel. Published in 1954, it is set in 1950s London and features an eclectic group of Bohemian characters. The narrator, Jake, a hack writer, embarks on a series of rather picaresque adventures.
As expected from Murdoch, there is a significant amount of philosophy scattered throughout the story. One of the characters is a philosopher, and references to Beckett and Queneau add depth to the intellectual氛围. The net mentioned in the title represents a net of abstraction, generalization, and theory. In fact, the title is explained by a quote from the eponymous character's own book: "All theorizing is flight. We must be ruled by the situation itself and this is unutterably particular here. Indeed it is something to which we can never get close enough, however hard we may try as it were to crawl under the net."
The plot is best left undescribed in detail. Jake is constantly in search of someone but rarely succeeds. His relationship with the law is rather tangential, and as is typical of Murdoch, contingency plays a prominent role. He remarks, "There are some parts in London which are necessary and others which are contingent. Everywhere west of Earls Court is contingent, except for a few places along the river. I hate contingency. I want everything in my life to have a sufficient reason."
Throughout her writing, Murdoch emphasizes the importance of the accidental, the unpredictable, and the messiness of life. Jake experiences all of this in abundance. There are some excellent minor characters, such as Mrs Tinckham, the chain-smoking cat lover who owns a newsagents shop. Her description is vivid: "In the midst sits Mrs Tinckham herself, smoking a cigarette. She is the only person I know who is literally a chain-smoker. She lights each one from the butt of the last; how she lights the first one of the day remains a mystery to me, for she never seems to have any matches in the house when I ask her for one."
Mars, the aged Alsatian, also makes a memorable appearance. However, Jake is rather self-centered and unlikeable, much like many of Murdoch's leading men. Spending most of the book in his company can be a bit tiresome. He says, "I am myself a sort of professional Unauthorized Person; I am sure I have been turned out of more places than any other member of the English intelligentsia."
In a way, Jake is on a journey of self-discovery, but despite the novel's relatively short length of about 250 pages, he seems to take an inordinately long time to do so. It's not all bad, though. The well-drawn minor characters and the entertaining picaresque elements (which are probably contingent) add some charm to the story.
Containing all the requisite hilarity and pathos of a first novel, Murdoch truly shines. Where others might falter, she manages to succeed. She has a unique approach of aiming at one person and finding half-measures. This interesting strategy translates into a fleeting philosophy that, while perhaps not bringing about a great deal of transformation, still holds a certain charm. It's this charm that will likely spur me to read more of Murdoch's books over the summer. I'm eager to explore the other works she has created and see if they possess the same captivating qualities. Her ability to blend humor and sadness in such a way is truly remarkable, and I can't wait to see what else she has in store for her readers.