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Maybe Morrison's most overtly confusing novel,is a work in the lineage of Faulkner that endeavors to shatter culturally fabricated concepts of race, time, place, and history into shards of glass. These shards reflect back that which we would rather avoid seeing. It's like "Recitatif" transformed into a narrative of greater multiplicity. Otherwise, it might have proclaimed a certain objectivity with the assistance of a perspectival pile-on, but Morrison permits no such thing. The omniscient (albeit ever so close) third-person narrator portrays the distinctions of various individuals' subjectivities while bridging these consciousnesses through repeated images/phrases and recurring mythologies.The town of Ruby presents itself as a paradise for the dark-skinned descendants of freed slaves. However, Morrison's conception of paradise depends on exclusion, which leads to the multilayered scapegoating of the Convent women, who are the victims of violence from the iconic first sentence. There is an abundance of historical and personal pain, a great deal of history weighing heavily, so much to love and hate, and so much to muddy the soul that the men (and many of the women) judge and judge and judge until their souls develop a casing of hardened tar that only violence can crack open. There are sequences and images that I simply feel I will not forget.And I think Michiko Kakutani's contemporary panning of the novel turns out to be at odds with the novel's actual aims. The didacticism that Kakutani dislikes seems to me a byproduct of a novel positioning itself during the Civil Rights movement. Morrison pseudo-sloganeers. But so much else is happening that I feel like simple conclusions are implausible. The conflict at play here is not merely colorist, misogynistic, and black exclusivity emulating white racism, but a reflection on our inability to self-actualize, to never want to process what's within, to desire to singe another's flesh rather than allow the flame within us to peter out. Among other things. There are many other aspects in this novel. It's a packed novel of place.