“Here’s a thought: literary criticism ought to entertain as well as illuminate.”
Bracing
words to encounter while writing a book review. The writer is the poet
David Mason. Quoted is the opening sentence of his review/essay “Two Poet-Critics,” devoted to Clive James and John Burnside. I haven’t read the
latter but James is a sort of writer-hero, in part because he is so
entertaining. That’s a dirty word among many critics and readers, especially
academics. But stridency and humorlessness do literature (and readers,
especially young readers) no favors. I suspect many dislike James out of envy over
his learning, prolific output and quasi-bestseller-dom. They are snobs. With
V.S. Pritchett, he is the model for anyone writing a review that will actually
be read. I bought Cultural Amnesia in
2007 when it was published and return to it often. In his essay on Eugenio Montale.
James writes:
“In any kind
of bad art, it is when the gift is gone that the experiment really does take
over – the eternally cold experiment that promises to make gold out of lead,
and bricks without straw. Leaving coldness aside (and we should leave it aside,
because barren artistic experimentation can also be done in a white-hot
frenzy), it might be useful to mention that Montale, in another essay, came up
with the perfect term for a work of art that had no other subject except its
own technique. He called it the seasoning without the roast.”
So much for "experimental" writing. James’ prose
is always animated, learned and precise. He never waffles. He has a gift for aphorism.
His best-known quip might serve as his epitaph: “Common sense and a sense of
humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humor is just
common sense, dancing”. Mason continues his opening thought, writing shortly after
James’ death in 2019:
“That puts
most critics out of business on two fronts. So much of our exegesis reads like
the minutes of a country club meeting in which we are all agreed on the value
of this and that, so little of it chases the vitality literature itself is
devoted to. Readers easily offended by anything remotely transgressive ought to
toughen up and face the world in all its bloodiness. No one has permission to
do anything in this life, so you might as well see what you can see, say what
you can say, and hopefully do so as beautifully as possible.”
[Mason’s
essay is collected in Incarnation &
Metamorphosis: Can Literature Change Us? (Paul Dry Books, 2023).]
I share your admiration for Clive James. Cultural Amnesia was my introduction to his writing, and I have enjoyed his work ever since.
ReplyDeleteI have the same enthusiasm for reading experimental writing that I have for flying in experimental aircraft.
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