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Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Hemingway was born on July 21, 1899 in Oak
Park, an upper middle-class suburb of Chicago. It seems that his childhood
experiences contributed to his later ambiguous personality. His mother
Grace was a dominant, imperious person who had her own ideas about
raising children. She therefore made her small son wear girl's dresses
for a number of years, which was a humiliating experience for young
Ernest. His father was a puritanical loner with a rather violent temper.
His only joy was hunting, and he was happiest when he was able to
share this art with his son alone in the woods or by a stream, far
away from his wife. These factors contributed to young Ernest's psychological
burden, and were to have dramatic effects on his adult life.
Ernest
Hemingway |
Early in his life, he realized that the only thing
he wanted to be was a writer. In 1916, he became a columnist for the
Kansas City Star. One year later, he served in World War I as a volunteer
for the Red Cross in Italy where he was wounded. After his return,
he let himself be treated like a hero. In fact, he had already started
stylizing his own personality at quite an early age. In 1921, he married
Hadley Richardson, who was the first of his four wives. Hemingway's
relationship towards women deserves special attention. He was a hermaphrodite
who had never had an operation; he denied his condition vigorously
and only admitted to it in his posthumously published novel The Garden
of Eden.
His career started in 1923 when Three Stories and Ten Poems was published.
Although not much notice was taken of this work, his first novel,
Fiesta (1926), was a different matter. Men Without Women, a collection
of short stories, came out in 1927. It was then that Hemingway became
a star and was regarded as an innovative force in American literature,
especially for the traditional short story. His direct, concise style
was an inspiration for many other authors.
Also in 1927, Hemingway's father committed suicide, which led the
desperate writer to finally break with his mother, whom he had hated
all his life. His subsequent extended travels through Africa improved
his image as a big-game hunter. The 1930s were his most creative period.
He wrote Death in the Afternoon, Green Hills of Africa and, finally,
in 1939, the epic For Whom the Bell Tolls, a magnificently written
love story set during the Spanish Civil War. After that, everything
changed for the worse. Hemingway began to suffer from writer's block.
It took him a whole decade to finish his next novel Across the River
and Into the Trees. The book got devastating reviews, and the author
became an object of derision.
The passionate boxer was knocked down but not yet out. One last time
he convinced his critics with his best performance The Old Man and
the Sea. This famous parable about a poor fisherman's fight with a
swordfish was the essence of Hemingway's philosophy: "A man can
be beaten but cannot be completely defeated!" The book won him
the Nobel prize, but this was a Pyrrhic victory because later Hemingway
made the prize partly responsible for the loss of his creativity.
His writing career was coming to an end. He became deeply depressed
and pathologically envious of his successful colleagues Faulkner and
Dos Passos.
Sometimes he felt persecuted by the FBI, but his fears later proved
to be true. A shock therapy in the Mayo hospital was unsuccessful.
The great novelist was no longer willing to live with his humiliation,
so he made up his mind to end it all. In the early morning of July
2, 1961, Ernest Hemingway killed himself with a double-barrelled shotgun
in his house in Ketchum, Idaho.
The old Man and the Sea
Hemingway's most famous parable was probably the one about the old
Cuban fisherman. Alone at sea, he catches a marlin and is only able
to defend the bones against the sharks.
Ernest
Hemingway in Peru preparing for the filming of "The old man and
the sea" 1956 |
Here, for a change, is a fish
tale that actually does honor to the author. In fact The Old Man and
the Sea revived Ernest Hemingway's career, which was foundering under
the weight of such postwar stinkers as Across the River and into the
Trees. It also led directly to his receipt of the Nobel Prize in 1954
(an award Hemingway gladly accepted, despite his earlier observation
that "no son of a bitch that ever won the Nobel Prize ever wrote
anything worth reading afterwards"). A half century later, it's
still easy to see why. This tale of an aged Cuban fisherman going
head-to-head (or hand-to-fin) with a magnificent marlin encapsulates
Hemingway's favorite motifs of physical and moral challenge. Yet Santiago
is too old and infirm to partake of the gun-toting machismo that disfigured
much of the author's later work: "The brown blotches of the benevolent
skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were
on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and
his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the
cords." Hemingway's style, too, reverts to those superb snapshots
of perception that won him his initial fame:
Just before it was dark, as they passed a great
island of Sargasso weed that heaved and swung in the light sea as
though the ocean were making love with something under a yellow
blanket, his small line was taken by a dolphin. He saw it first
when it jumped in the air, true gold in the last of the sun and
bending and flapping wildly in the air.
If a younger Hemingway had written this novella,
Santiago most likely would have towed the enormous fish back to port
and posed for a triumphal photograph--just as the author delighted
in doing, circa 1935. Instead his prize gets devoured by a school
of sharks. Returning with little more than a skeleton, he takes to
his bed and, in the very last line, cements his identification with
his creator: "The old man was dreaming about the lions."
Perhaps there's some allegory of art and experience floating around
in there somewhere--but The Old Man and the Sea was, in any case,
the last great catch of Hemingway's career.
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