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I... well, let me preface this by saying that you need to read this entry, you need to hear it in your inner reader voice, in a very calm tone. As much as I like to rant and rave, it's usually to blow off steam or joke around. When I'm actually angry or upset, I tend to get very, very calm. As I once told someone, when I'm mad at you, you'll know it--but not because I'm yelling at you.

Wow, that's a dire buildup to a very ho-hum entry, isn't it? I'm just really stressed out, is all. We got an extension on the paper, but the difference is only from this Friday to next Monday. Which would be great, if I weren't also working on the book. And the book is seriously stressing me out. I don't have time to be burned out, y'all. I don't have time to be stressed.

The good news on the paper is that we workshopped my thesis/outline briefly today, and people thought it was a pretty interesting premise. I'm unusually ahead on this paper--I really am one of those people, as if you couldn't tell by now, who guns it out six hours before deadline, and by God, if I don't get A's doing it. But because this time I'm doing the paper on 1) the one book I really, really got into this semester and 2) a movie I watched approximately forty-seven times, I have a much better, more immediate idea of what I want to say and where I want to take it. Hell, let me just show you the thesis statement:
Susan Warner’s The Wide Wide World and James Cameron’s film Titanic stand as major sentimental events of their times, speaking in terms of popular culture. They both focus on the importance of community, though the novel insists that community is achieved through denial, restraint, and submission,* while the film casts restraint as the villain and insists that one must rebel from a “wrong” community in order for the greater good. While the novel is grounded in a nineteenth-century religious aesthetic, the film creates a peculiarly modern, American value system: rebellion as moral imperative.

*A totally stream of consciousness footnote/plot summary: The novel was the biggest selling title of its time until Uncle Tom's Cabin came out, but it's only recently been republished and, as such, is kind of rare. Most likely you won't recognize the name unless you have an extremely sharp eye for Little Women trivia (Alcott has Jo crying over The Wide, Wide World at one point). As the professor says, it's basically a lot of weepin' and prayin'. What you need to know is that the young heroine, Ellen, is urged by her dying mother and various people she encounters to submit to God and become a better person. Which is great and all, except... the book is really heavy on the "submit" part. Like, "verging on sadomasochism" heavy. She's informally adopted as a little sister by John and Alice, an adult brother and sister who have a real Flowers in the Attic vibe, if you know what I mean, and the brother's studying to be a minister and he's just the greatest, noblest guy since Jesus Christ Himself and... he's really good at breaking horses. By whipping them. Judiciously. And his sister talks about this one time he whipped a horse and... y'all, she sounds seriously breathless about it. And there's this one time where Ellen's being harassed by this guy while she's out riding and it's way sexual-creepy anyway and then in swoops John to save the day with his whip and... yeah. Anyway. P.S. John the brother is her only teacher and mentor, and he is teaching her how best to submit to God. Also, she is eleven. Uh huh. Not to get too deep into the details, it eventually comes out when she's about fourteen that Ellen isn't orphaned after all, that she has rich Scottish relatives and they want her back, but they're all into drinking wine and having fun OH NOES, so Ellen has to go live with them until she's eighteen and all and they won't let her write to John and they force her to drink wine, WOE, and they won't let her pray because it kind of gives them the wig, not to put too fine a point on it, and the uncle is kind of a John figure in his need to control Ellen, only he is not of the Lord. Because he drinks wine and makes Ellen read racy French novels instead of books about George Washington. Which--I mean, yeah, you kind of want to root for the Scottish uncle because you're like, "Damn, Ellen, live a little," but he's so forcible about the whole thing that it's like, "READ THE FRENCH PORN, ELLEN!" It's way creepy. Anyway. So she decides that she just has to endure it as best and as quietly as she can because that's what John Jesus would want. And finally John--who is twenty-five, let me remind you. Ten or eleven years older than Ellen--crashes one of the Scottish relatives' parties and, like, nothing eventful actually happens between them, but you can cut the sexual tension with a chainsaw. The fourteen-year-old and twenty-five-year-old sexual tension. Yeah. So then he charms the Scottish relatives and in, like, a paragraph, Warner wraps up the story and says, basically, "Blah blah blah, John made everything better, and then four years later when Ellen was of age she went back to live with the people who loved her best." Which is way vague, but it turns out there's an epilogue that wasn't published in the novel's original run as a serial, in which John and Ellen come back to John's family's home, and it takes you like three pages to even catch on that they're married, because Warner is so incredibly dainty about it. Like, I think the only thing that tips you off (I don't have the book at my desk right now) is a line like, "Not Miss Ellen anymore." And half my class was convinced that she was also pregnant by that time, but you only get that from some otherwise non-sequitur Here's a Painting of the Virgin Mary symbolism. So, what's Ellen's big happy ending? She marries John, gets a drawerful of petty cash to do with whatever she wants, and a study all to her precious self that's tucked between John's study and "John's room" (read, in extremely scandalized tones: bedroom), like, inside John's rooms, no other way in or out, where she can retreat from the world and submit to John God all the livelong day. And she's thrilled about it.

Yeah. You see why this is extremely interesting when set next to Titanic.

So... I'll be over here writing that paper in the back of my mind while I whistle a happy tune in the comedy mines. No, seriously, I'm going to be okay. I'm just stressed out. A lot.


ETA: You know what I just remembered? We have cake downstairs. Mmmcake.

ETA2: Heh. I think just rambling about The Wide, Wide World made me feel better.



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Date: 2005-04-26 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jedilora.livejournal.com
::gnaws on matzah:: Darnit, Cleo, don't mention cake! Passover's only just started, and I'm already half out of Passover cookies!

[pause] Wait...this isn't matzah. This is my paper. Meh. Same flavor. Mmmpapers.

Date: 2005-04-26 05:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jedilora.livejournal.com
Don't have any, and don't really care for 'em, to be honest.

However...mmmandelbrot. (Chocolate chip and almond.)

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Date: 2005-04-26 06:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] particle-person.livejournal.com
Oh, and matzah-wise: my secret to Passover survival in years past (I'm not observant now) was apricot preserves.

Date: 2005-04-26 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jedilora.livejournal.com
Hmm. I've got some left over from when I made hamentaschen this year, I'll have to try that. Never really put preserves on matzah before.

Date: 2005-04-26 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] barrelgoddess.livejournal.com
What the shit, dude. O_o That sounds like one of the freakiest books ever.

*gives you chocolate and tea*

wtf title

Date: 2005-04-26 05:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] christwise.livejournal.com
So what's with that title? It would seem that little Ellen isn't all that interested in "The Wide Wide World" just John's loving (and nothing says "I love you" like being whipped) embrace (read: sex).

On a semi-related but equally disturbing topic, did you know that the 1997 film version of "Lolita" was nominated for a MTV Movie award... for best... kiss? yek. Thought I should share as the creepy quotient wasn't high enough.

The Link

Date: 2005-04-26 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ter369.livejournal.com
Haven't read The Wide, Wide World, but I have looked up the highlights. Louise May Alcott made me look up a lotta things when I was eight years old.

Your recap's finale of TW,WW events links to my understanding of Rose's journey in Titanic. (No, not her journey across the Atlantic.)

Rose doesn't just rebel to become her true self. She lives Jack's life for him, too.

Does the heroine of TW,WW find herself by submitting to the hero's view of the world?

If so, gotcher link, right there.

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Date: 2005-04-26 12:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
Awesome. In fact, here's the bit I tucked in at the end of the outline:
(The conclusion may look at the women that Ellen and Rose have become; in both cases, they are held up to be exemplary. In the unpublished epilogue, Ellen is a strong, artistic, intelligent woman—who is thrilled to be tucked away in a study between her husband’s rooms and under his thumb. Meanwhile, we are shown that Rose reenacts Jack’s life in the ideal community by doing all the things they spoke of doing—and several they didn’t—and picking up where he left off.)

Date: 2005-04-26 07:28 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] atalantapendrag.livejournal.com
"READ THE FRENCH PORN, ELLEN!" belongs on a t-shirt.

Just sayin'.

Date: 2005-04-26 08:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thynk2much.livejournal.com
I'm so gonna read that book, love that kind of thing, and the 14yo anti-feminist just seals the deal. Hawthorne always fascinates me with his sortof-inappropriate sexual tensions too, like "House of the Seven Gables".

But now I can't stop thinking about what Alcott might have been saying by showing Jo crying over it! Was she pro- or anti-? And I have to work, dammit! I can't sit around writing an imaginary crosstextual paper in my head! *tries to knock brain out of this groove*

Your paper will be awesome in the end (I wrote every damn paper of my multi-degreed life in the last two hours before it was due). Writing this summary was probably a good percolating process.

Date: 2005-04-26 09:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sea-of-tethys.livejournal.com
I'm half-tempted to read that now, just because it sounds so damn weird.

Date: 2005-04-26 11:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] oddnari.livejournal.com
I've been a lurker on your journal since a few months, and have never commented (save once) because I have no idea about the tv programs you wrote of, but this caught my interest.

Firstly, what is the Flowers in the Attic reference, please?

Secondly - and this is just my thought re. the novel insists that community is achieved through denial, restraint, and submission - what kind of community is being spoken of? In the Titanic, between Kate and Leo, they pretty much spanned almost the entire demograph (from an economic viewpoint) in terms of community. But in the novel you mention, the idea of community is .. well.. it just seems to be limited to God-fearing-American-Christians. I haven't read the novel, but from your post this is what I percieved.

Date: 2005-04-26 12:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
You're absolutely right about that. Actually, "community" is one of the things I expand on in the paper--the idea that there's an "ideal community," which is formed of people from different classes who all care about each other, even those they've just met (see the Irish party below decks); and that there's an "elitist community," which is all about excluding others, is very rigidly confined to the upper class, and does not care about anyone outside that community.

I'm still working on how community appears in TWWW, although in my workshop, one of my friends pointed out the "limited to God-fearing-American-Christians" part, to which I said, "You mean, like 'God's chosen'?" I won't even get into the problems I would have with these characters as people--if nothing else, there's an element of exclusion that needs to be contrasted with the way community works in Titanic.

Firstly, what is the Flowers in the Attic reference, please?

Flowers in the Attic is a V.C. Andrews book--I haven't read it, but I've seen the movie (http://www.jabootu.com/flowersattic.htm), which is a weird little phenomenon in its own right. It's about these four kids--two teenagers, two very young children--who are locked up in an attic after their father dies and their mother turns them over to their grandmother. Very, very weird stuff. It's sort of famous for the incest theme--it's played down in the movie so that you just have a few weird moments (see that review I just linked to) between the older brother and sister, but apparently it's a lot more blatant in the book.

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Date: 2005-04-26 01:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blackraven9.livejournal.com
Great, now I have to find this book and read it and I just bought 4 new books about The Plague! I will have a monster headache.

Date: 2005-04-26 03:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adoresixtyfour.livejournal.com
I would buy a "READ THE FRENCH PORN< ELLEN!" t-shirt. And eat cake while wearing it. (Mmmm, cake.)

P.S... That stressed-out hampster is freaking me out.

Date: 2005-04-26 06:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] foresthouse.livejournal.com
Now I need to read this book. WEIRD.

I remember that reference to it in Little Women!

Actually, also - in your loose plot summary, up until Ellen goes to live with her Scottish relatives and they make her read porn - it kind of reminds me of the part in Jane Eyre where she runs away from Rochester and the sisters and brother take her in.

Date: 2005-04-26 06:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cleolinda.livejournal.com
I really think that Warner got it from Jane Eyre, actually, because I was thinking that last night.

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Date: 2005-04-26 06:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kira002.livejournal.com
I'll be darned if you haven't just made me all sorts of nostalgic for my grad school days! Yeah, so it was just 3 years ago, I can be nostalgic for 3 years ago.

Getting so involved in a book and having a sudden epiphany about its relevance during its time and today. The thrill of insight and the rush of endorphins (yes, endorphins) when an idea bears up under scrutiny. The long, often agonizing process as you turn that idea into a cohesive argument. The sense of accomplishment when you finish (as much as you can ever "finish") the project and turn it in. Yeah, I loved that.

I banged out my entire Master's thesis in 10 weeks (didn't decide to pursue that track until, um, the beginning of my final semester) and even then I had to quit without including everything from my original outline because it was already bordering on obsessive. If I ever do decide to go back and get my PhD in English Lit, that thesis could easily turn into a dissertation.

Anyway. A tip: intersperse writing time with physical activity. When I was writing, I would type away until I just couldn't concentrate anymore, then go work on some project in the house. Redid my kitchen while working on my award-winning Frankenstein paper. *preens* Redid my bedroom (which involved stripping layers of paint and wallpaper dating back to 1914) while writing my thesis. Some of my best ideas and connections came while I had a scraper in hand.

Date: 2005-04-26 07:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dreamingenigma.livejournal.com
Interesting thesis! I've never read that book (yay for LW trivia!). Maybe I will one day :p

Date: 2005-04-26 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Yo. That is weird. I wonder if the book itself is as fascinating as you make it sound.

Date: 2005-04-27 06:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edda.livejournal.com
I really must read for French porn. I've been reading food porn about French cuisine, does that count?

Date: 2005-04-27 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] edda.livejournal.com
Please ignore the "for" in the first sentence above. Thank you.

Date: 2005-04-27 08:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] illmantrim.livejournal.com
*huggss and sends good vibes*

Date: 2008-10-21 10:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sertcake.livejournal.com
wow. just, wow. as a feminist, this story makes me go arrrggg. and then there's the fact that my name is ellen.... just, too much.
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