Novel: Passing
Author: Nella Larsen
Analysis&Quote:
This
is what Irene Redfield remembered.
This story is about Clare Kendry
“passing” in society but it is told through Irene Redfield’s memory. It’s
interesting because when I started reading about ten pages into the story, my
mind immediately went to F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby. There is something in the way Larsen writes her
sentences, describes scenes, and presents characters that draws strong
parallels to me. Take this description of how she describes Chicago:
A brilliant day, hot, with a brutal staring sun
pouring down rays that were
like molten rain. A day on which the very outlines
of the building shuddered
as if in protest at the heat. Quivering lines sprang
up from baked pavements
and wriggled along the shining car-tracks.
In The
Great Gatsby Fitzgerald describes Daisy’s living room:
like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted
wedding-cake of the ceiling,
and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a
shadow on it as wind does
on the sea.
They are able to create vivid and strong
imagery using only few words. The way they present characters share similar
characteristics as well. Larsen describes Clare Kendry:
There had been, even in those days, nothing
sacrificial in Clare Kendry’s
idea of life, no allegiance beyond her own immediate
desire. She was selfish, and
cold,
and hard.
Fitzgerland describes Daisy’s husband,
Tom Buchannan:
They describe characters in specific
details that, like the imagery, give you a sense of them with only a few words.
In general, the way/style they write is very particular. They’re economical
with their word choice but simultaneously giving.
I’m drawing these parallels because I
feel they are both using a similar approach to writing about sensitive
subjects. The Great Gatsby is talking
about the wealth of the wealthy, their indulgent lifestyles, and is commenting
on society during the 1920’s. Passing is
commenting on how society accepts/rejects race, how race intersects with class,
and possibly how race is perceived by people of that race. I think it will be
an interesting story not only in terms of the actual content, but in how the
actual story is written.
What I’ve noticed is how Larsen writes
in a way that class surpasses race, or at least in certain instances. From the
beginning we don’t know who is black, white, or mixed. Only later after
learning about their class do we learn that Clare Kendry is “passing” and that
Irene Redfield has chosen not to do this. Irene is in a high class because she
is able to buy these gifts for her children, decide between two dresses for a
night event, and have a social calendar for all next week filled. Not to
mention when she’s about to faint she doesn’t have to worry about how she will
pay the taxi or pay for the glasses of tea she’s drinking.
However, Larsen almost hints that Clare
Kendry is mixed from the rumors people spread about her:
And then they would all join in asserting that there
could be no mistake about
it’s having been Clare, and that such circumstances
could mean only one thing.
Working indeed!
I’m not sure if Larsen is suggesting
that Clare is of a lower class and that’s why she’s working or if they know
she’s partially black and because of that she’s working. If it is the latter,
then Larsen slightly suggest class could be tied to race. Yet, overall I find it
interesting how Larsen presents the characters class or writes signifiers of
the person’s class and then proceeds to mention the race. Larsen could also be
saying that the class you are in is affected more by one race than another. For
example, it is worse to be a poor black than a poor white.
Another interesting point is how Larsen
set the story in Chicago which, if I am remembering correctly, has always been
a historically black city. I think Larsen is making another point by making the
main character, a mixed woman passing as white, living/visiting a black city.
Why is that? Could Larsen be making a statement about the black community at
large? Other things I found interesting was the twelve year specificity. Why is
twelve such an important number? And how, at least at this moment, there is no
distinction between who is right or wrong. Larsen doesn’t seem to imply that
Clare Kendry’s “passing” makes her an angel or a saint. She makes it hard, at
least in the beginning to root for either character, which almost begs the
question: Should we even root for a character? It seems this novels is
exploring lots of gray areas to get people thinking, and not to provide a
solution to the problems or issues that arise.
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