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Reflections in a Golden Eye by Carson McCullers

laurap_'s review against another edition

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dark mysterious reflective slow-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Loveable characters? No

rmtbray's review against another edition

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dark tense medium-paced

3.5

lib_e_horner's review against another edition

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dark mysterious medium-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? A mix
  • Strong character development? It's complicated
  • Loveable characters? It's complicated
  • Diverse cast of characters? Yes
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

5.0

willsjackson1's review against another edition

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mysterious tense medium-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? Yes
  • Loveable characters? No
  • Diverse cast of characters? Yes
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

3.75

berylbird's review against another edition

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challenging dark emotional mysterious sad tense medium-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? It's complicated
  • Loveable characters? No
  • Diverse cast of characters? Yes
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

3.5

<i>...Reflections in a Golden Eye </i> <b> is one of the purest and most powerful of those works which are conceived in that Sense of The Awful which is the desperate black root of nearly all significant modern art, from the </b> <i> Guernica </i> <b> of Picasso to the cartoons of Charles Addams.
                                      Tennessee Williams </b> in the afterword 

At the time that McCullers wrote this novel, she was living in Fayetteville, North Carolina near Fort Bragg.  The original title was 'Army Post.'  The idea for the story had come into being when she visited Fort Benning, Georgia, as a teenager.  Later, the idea was given momentum by a story her husband, Reeves McCullers (an ex-soldier) told her about a young soldier at Fort Bragg, who was arrested for voyeuristic behavior.  The movie based on McCullers's novel, directed by John Huston and starring Marlon Brando and Elizabeth Taylor premiered on October 13, 1967.  McCullers died two weeks prior to the movie's premiere, at age 50. 

This was McCullers's second novel and according to Tennessee Williams's afterward was not received well in the literary community due to its darker subject matter.

McCullers plays upon the readers sense of dread, we could also call it anxiety, by letting us know that someone is going to be murdered.  This is not a spoiler.  We learn it on the first page.  

<b>There is a fort in the South where a few years ago a murder was committed.  The participants of this tragedy were:  two officers, a soldier, two women, a Filipino, and a horse.  </b>  As I begin to know the characters, my sense of anxiety is heightened.  Which one will it be?  Leonora Penderton is something of a siren, beautiful, voluptuous, knows how to host a party, and is having an affair with next door neighbor, Major Morris Langdon.  Her husband, Captain Penderton is aware of the affair and accepts it, McCullers writes, <b>the Captain did not dwell on this. </b> In this cast of mostly unlikely characters, Captain Penderton is my least favorite.  A man whose head is full of book knowledge but doesn't know how to come up with any ideas on his own.  In secret, he is cruel to animals.  

The Major's wife, Alison Langdon is a sickly woman who knows about her husband's infidelity.  Of these four characters, she garners the most sympathy.  Trapped in a loveless marriage with few choices due to her health, Alison finds joy in music and the attentions of her houseboy, Anacleto.  Anacleto has been with Mrs. Langdon since he was seventeen years old and is devoted to her happiness.  

The other significant characters are Private Ellgee Williams and Leonora's horse, Firebird.  McCullers attributes animal qualities to Williams.  His eyes have a <b> mute expression that is found usually in the eyes of animals.....he moves with the silence and agility of a wild creature or a thief. </b>  He is mysterious, a loner, and spends a lot of time in the woods.  Throughout the story, he will have small interactions with Captain Penderton.  These interactions don't seem to mean all that much to Williams, but they steadily grow in meaning to the Captain, until the Captain begins to hate Williams.  This hate allows the Captain to lie to himself about his attraction to Williams.  Williams on the other hand, is attracted to Leonora and comes into her bedroom at night just to watch her. . . truly creepy behavior.

Private Williams often works in the stable and saddles Firebird for Leonora Penderton.  One day, the Captain wants to ride his wife's horse.  A power struggle between man and horse ensues.  <b> The Captain felt suddenly that he was to be thrown, and not only thrown but killed.  The Captain always had been afraid of horses:  he only rode because it was the thing to do, and because this was another one of his ways of tormenting himself. </b>

I can't say this novel was enjoyable, but I do find McCullers work singularly intriguing.  I am captivated by how she draws her characters, even when, maybe especially when they are kind of weird and unlikeable or self-unaware.  



                  


babybread's review against another edition

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dark mysterious reflective sad tense slow-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? It's complicated
  • Loveable characters? It's complicated
  • Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

g_lv's review against another edition

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mysterious tense medium-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? No
  • Loveable characters? It's complicated
  • Diverse cast of characters? No
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

sammmy's review against another edition

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dark sad medium-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? No
  • Loveable characters? No
  • Diverse cast of characters? No
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

1.0

I only read it for my book club

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bobbicrow's review against another edition

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lighthearted relaxing slow-paced

3.0

duffypratt's review against another edition

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3.0

Upon finishing this, I checked McCullers biography online to see whether she committed suicide. It turns out she didn't. Instead, she tried and failed, and somehow that is even more fitting.

I don't know if I've ever read anyone who has a both flatter and bleaker view of people. Her writing ranges from the very good to the spectacular. The people in her world are grotesques who would fit into other Southern Gothic writers books. They would be right at home in Flannery O'Connor or Faulker, for example. And her power of observation and insight borders on the uncanny. And yet, everything is so distant. She writes about her subjects as if she were an entomologist and they were just so many beetles that she could skewer with pins and affix to the page.

And then, in the midst of all this, there is one extraordinary scene of a near suicidal ride on a horse through a forest. The energy, the life, the fear and exhilaration that she captures in this scene shows that all that distance is knowing and deliberate. For some reason, she's holding something back, and the power she could deliver was extraordinary, if only that's what she had wanted to do so.

This book is her account of the events leading up to a real murder on a pre World War 2 army base. Compared with some other details -- most notably the desperate woman who tries to stab herself with garden shears but somehow manages to cut off both of her nipples instead -- the murder seems fairly ordinary and bland. It's almost as if the ordinary veneer of daily life was so horrible that McCullers needed to maintain this rigid distance just to bear through it all.

One of the more mystical aphorisms at the end of Wittgenstein's Tractatus is that "The world of the happy man is different from that of the unhappy man." Reading McCullers makes me think this is more true than I had imagined, and it makes me glad that I don't live in her world. Apparently, she felt the same (at least at times) but was unable to get out of it so easily. Very sad stuff.