Theodore Dreiser has created a jaw-dropping book.
I don’t want to just retell the story with my “wows” and “bahs” with feelings attached, so I will only describe my perception of this book. Of course, the novel had been written almost 100 years ago, but some people might not know the plot. So, spoiler alert.
The author describes everything extensively and thoroughly. On the one hand, it irritated me that the plot was developing slowly, on the other hand, it enabled me to feel the story more deeply, to empathize with characters.
Clyde Griffiths seems to me much as myself. He had suffered great pressure in childhood years, didn’t know what he wants. Sadly, the character has a fancy for girls, what made him just suffer even more. At some points you can feel only contempt for his spinelessness. And then his uncertainty combines with overconfidence what gives him more troubles.
I willingly understand his ill behavior. No excuses for it, but his motives make sense.
I think that the tragedy