Tuesday, August 12, 2008
THE EASTER PARADE by RICHARD YATES
I have heard people say that no good book (or movie) can truly be depressing whatever its content because the fact that it exists is heartening or something. The process by which the art evokes the "bad" emotion in the reader/viewer is actually exhilirating. Like sometimes you feel so bad you wallow in it, and it feels good. Like how Requiem for a Dream is grim and nasty but also exciting to sit through and watch again. The Easter Parade is just depressing. Smart and good and also just depressing. Sad people, sad lives, unfulfilled, no catharsis, bad teeth, alcoholism, the men always leave (or beat you), etc., etc. I actually can't think of a more depressing book. I think I'd rather reread Hogg than reread The Easter Parade, although I certainly admired The Easter Parade a lot more.