I had seen a couple favorable reviews on this book, plus I much enjoyed this compilation of Chekhov short stories (though the book actually included actually fairly long stories by what I now understand to be his standard).
I found this interesting, but not terribly so. Probably because I haven't read enough Chekhov. Part of it was the style - the author was traveling around Russia looking at Chekhov sites, and linking occurrences to stories or themes in Chekhov stories - some of this seemed strained.
Of interest to me:
1. Chekhov really had Tolstoy - older, more established, and so definite about so many things (if unreasonably so) - up on a pedestal.
2. Chekhov as a master of distilling the story to the bare minimum. Quite modern - didn't like neat resolutions.
3. Chekhov as closely tied to his family; very loyal; grew up very quickly and pretty much led the family - the father was a religious fanatic of some sort. Chekhov became a doctor but didn't practice a lot; did some work with indigent.
4. The famous trip to Sakhalin - penal colony - and a report on the conditions there. I hadn't realized he traveled cross-country (assumed it was via boat both directions, not just on the return) - and this was before the Trans-Siberian Railroad existed - wow.
5. I liked the discussion of "The Steppe" - which was my favorite among the stories in the compilation I read.
6. Chekhov not a fan of Dostoevsky - didn't like the "psychological" stuff. But similar to Harold Bloom, this author traces Dostoevsky influences in Chekhov stories.
I definitely will read more of Chekhov's stories.
Too often I read a book, and then quickly forget most of it (or all of it, for less memorable works). I'm hoping this site helps me remember at least something of what I read. (Blog commenced July 2006. Earlier posts are taken from book notes.) (Very occasional notes about movies or concerts may also appear here from time to time.)
"To compensate a little for the treachery and weakness of my memory, so extreme that it has happened to me more than once to pick up again, as recent and unknown to me, books which I had read carefully a few years before . . . I have adopted the habit for some time now of adding at the end of each book . . . the time I finished reading it and the judgment I have derived of it as a whole, so that this may represent to me at least the sense and general idea I had conceived of the author in reading it." (Montaigne, Book II, Essay 10 (publ. 1580))
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Reading Chekhov: A Critical Journey (Janet Malcolm, 2001)
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