"On The Eve": A Book Review Of Sorts
Some time ago, Mike Peterson recommended Ivan Turgenev's "On the Eve" as an example of Russian literature worth reading. A shorter time ago, I finished "On the Eve". Since then, I have owed Mike a response indicating my impression of the book.
It took longer than planned. The following is what I finally cobbled together. Enjoy. Comment if you like. Reading the book would be a worthy idea as well. If you decide to order "On the Eve", permit me to recommend two things:
-
Have your local purveyor of books order a copy from Indypublish.com. It is much cheaper than is shown on Amazon. Indypublish.com does not sell direct to the public.
-
Don't read the introduction. You'll see why in a bit.
Warning: There are plot spoilers in the text and links below. Be careful what you read as it might ruin a pretty good book!
Hi Mike,
This is long overdue and I sincerely apologize for that delay.
I have been (and to a large extent remain) unsure how to respond to this particular book. Therefore, I'll give you what I've got and hope to remain relatively unembarrassed by my omissions. My emissions (written...not the other ones) are embarrassing enough.
1) "On the Eve" was a pleasant read. I wasn't always sure of that conclusion. In fact, it was several weeks after I had moved on to the second book that I read afterwards that I finally came to that conclusion.
You may correctly infer from the above that I've read two books since completing "On the Eve" and have started a third.
Overall, I'd give it something between a 6 and a 7 on a 1-10 scale where 8-10 demands periodic re-reading and recommendation, and 4-6 is pleasurable enough, but likely to be forgotten in the mists of time.
2) One aspect that took me some time to get beyond is the perception that the characters and their milieu were somewhat contrived. What's that you say? All works of fiction are contrivances? Invented frameworks upon which authors hang their written tapestries?
Quite right. Many of my favorite books contain far less realistic contrivances. Yet the characters in "On the Eve" had a stilted quality. As if each had been designated to fulfill a stereotypical role. A modern vulgar simile would be the unnamed, red-shirted Star Trek crewman that inevitably dies while deployed on the ground party. The exception is that I clearly don't have the Russian literary or historical background to recognize the roles that the characters of "On the Eve" fill. At the least, roles that I imagine existing and therefore imagine them being filled.
My initial reaction was that these characters were being forced to associate in a way that real people of similarly disparate classes would never associate. How could one take seriously characters that are engaged in such an unreal life?
It wasn't until later when I considered other characters that I find more believable [Juan Rico from Heinlein's "Starship Troopers"; Huma [also] and Sturm Brightblade from the Dragonlance Chronicles series; Frodo, Bilbo, Gandolf, and Elrond; Roland Deschain of Gilead from King's "Dark Tower"; Harry Potter and friends] that I was then able to consider the story that Turgenev had to tell. While those other characters each are engaged in living as unreal of a life as one is liable to find, they also retain a familiar quality as if one might strip them of that which is unreal and still be left with an individual such as you might meet on the job, at a bar, or in your local church.
Turgenev's characters in "On the Eve" have a stilted quality that I would associate with opera, or a play. Perhaps the least stilted character was Bersenyev as he takes on the role of an observer of events rather than an person of action.
Or perhaps I possess an unseemly and ill advised familiarity with other fiction genres.
3) I fear that my inadequacies in the area of 19th century east European history may have also hampered my experience. While reading "On the Eve" I kept having an odd, sinking feeling that there were historical and cultural contexts with which I was unfamiliar and without which the story would never be anything more than the simple tale of an upper class girl discovering love of a coarser man of lesser standing.
4) I was unprepared for the darker, more fatalistic conclusion of "On the Eve". There was no uplifting message to be embraced at the end. No goodnight kiss and whispered promises of sunshine come the morn for the child wakened by dreams of things best undreamt.
Coincidentally, I rented the Russian movie "Night Watch" a few weeks after completing "On the Eve". "Night Watch" tells a more or less classic tale of the forces of eternal good battling eternal evil. The conclusion is not one most Americans would recognize. Rather than good finally conquering over evil, this movie concludes with evil winning out over good because good forgot to be....erm....good. With your experience in Russian literature, you may find this to be a movie that is worth your time.
5) One factor that I found disconcerting was the use of multiple names for the same character. This is somewhat ironic in that my most recent foray into writing begins with a character named "Wymond James 'Jonah' Freeman". [Wymond earned the nickname 'Jonah' after his submarine, the USS SFC Paul Ray Smith, was at sea testing a new type of broadband sonar that caused a herd of sperm whales to nearly sink his boat. An event that cost him his career despite his being ordered to conduct the test.]
Nonetheless, it took a while to figure out which names were attributed to which characters.
Another confusing factor is the pre-existing relationships between the characters. Specifically, the relationships between Shubin, Bersenyev & Anna are poorly explained beyond the fact that they know one another. Either that or I missed it. The latter not being completely unimaginable.
6) There were several themes within "On the Eve" that I found most enjoyable. The most predictable of these is our Bulgarian friend Insarov and his desire to free his nation from its oppressors. He possessed a simple, serious, passionate nature that I appreciated.
Another theme with which I could identify was the problem of Anna and her husband in dealing with an itinerant and willful daughter. The scene where Nikolai Stahov claims that a parent still has some rights and that he intended to call the police to see his rights respected was most amusing. Some things never change, do they?
The third theme that I appreciated was the devotion of Elena to her husband. Even though he had died in Venice and she could have safely and reasonably sent his body home to Bulgaria while she returned to Russia, Elena's love for her husband compelled her to believe in his cause, in his life, to the point where she was willing to go to Bulgaria and serve in his stead in whatever capacity she could find. It is a depth of emotion one seldom sees. Given my military background and the motivation of generations of Marines embodied by those that fought and died on the bloody shores of Tarawa during WWII, it is a depth of emotion that I fully appreciate.
7) You recommended this book after I asked what made Russian literature special enough that readers should seek it. After reading "On the Eve", I confess that I still have not found an adequate answer to that question. The language and writing were different from other genres with which I am more familiar. They weren't considerably better. Nor were they considerably worse. It was different in a way that does not inspire in me enthusiasm similar to that which you had when you made your original recommendation.
8) Finally, the introduction to the book fairly well spoiled it for me. The introduction included two themes to which I react poorly. The first theme was the suggestion that this book was a harbinger of great moments in Russian history that were yet to come. The second theme was that "On the Eve" was a great work of "art". IMO, there were precious few "great moments" in Russian history from the latter 19th century until the latter portion of 20th century. "Art" is a word that is much misused by those attempting to place obtuse or unworthy material beyond the criticism of the 'simple' masses.
Regards,
Dann
by Dann
|