Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Paris to Pamplona
As I stated in a previous blog, it seems like the characters in the novel don't even like Paris. They all talk about how dirty it is and how they get sick of the town itself. However, everything is good in Paris for everybody. They party and sleep around (cough cough...Brett...cough cough), and no one gets in fights or gets "sore" as they say in the book. Their descriptions of Spain make it sound as though the grass is greener there. (I wish that counted as another lit term blog for "cliche"...sad face.) They talk about how beautiful the countryside is when they're on the train, and places are described as "nice" and "very clean" like on page 96. But once they all arrive in Spain, things go downhill fast. Mike gets mad at Brett, everyone now publicly despises Cohn, and no one can stay sober for more than five minutes. I don't understand how a place that seems to be all-around better than Paris in the opinions of the characters can be the center of so much more turmoil.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
At the End of Chapter Three...
Why does no one in the novel actually like Paris? They all talk about how dirty it is and how much they dislike it, so why do they live there? I don't understand that at all. Also, Hemingway introduces Brett who is basically a whore, pardon my French (hahaha...that was punny). She also annoys me, but not as much as Cohn does. She flirts with everyone. She leads Cohn on first and then turns him down for Jake on page 30 when she says "I've promised to dance this with Jacob." And Jake bounces from Georgette to Brett who he clearly has a history with in the same night. Hemingway seems to use the third chapter to emphasize the promiscuity which was not uncommon in the time period among young adults.
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