A
few years ago, I was introduced to Tom Stoppard’s brilliant 1993 play Arcadia. It follows two separate yet
intertwined stories: one taking place during 1809/1812 and the other in present
day (1993). The scenes go back and forth, occurring in the same place but
different times. As the play progresses, time hops back and forth between
scenes, ultimately converging the two storylines so that they are performed
concurrently. During several moments of this final scene, the characters in the
separate time periods seem to mimic each other in their actions – poring over a
diagram and dancing among them.
I
fell deeply in love with the play. The way Stoppard blends history and the
present together is skillful and insightful. Toni Morrison does the same in her
novel Jazz. By blending together
different moments in time, Morrison exposes for the reader how important the
past is to the “now” and how tied current events are to history. Even as she
argues that claim, however, she also demonstrates how the past can break free
from the ties of the past and how the cycle of history can be broken. Through
these different moments in history, Morrison weaves a complex tale about a
couple who ultimately choose to break from that repeating record.
In
the first half of the novel (separated into unmarked sections in order to
soften the divide between stories and time), Violet makes an unlikely friend in
Alice Manfred, the aunt of the girl Violet’s husband had slept with and then murdered.
Naturally, Alice Manfred at first despises and holds a deep grudge against
Violet. During a conversation between the two at Alice’s home, Violet
unintentionally reminds Alice of the fact that Alice’s own husband had cheated
on Alice with another woman. When Alice thinks about this experience, she
reminds herself that she “was starving for blood. Not his. Oh, no. For him she
planned sugar in his motor, scissors to his tie, burned suits, slashed shoes,
ripped socks. Vicious, childish acts of violence to inconvenience him, remind
him. But no blood. Her craving settled on the red liquid coursing through the
other woman’s veins” (Morrison 86). Alice, in the same situation Violet is in,
feels the same desire during her own ordeal, for seven months during the
affair. Before she could do anything about it, however, her husband dies, and
to Alice, it becomes too late to do anything to the other woman. She still does
not forget, however, the intense rage she felt at the other woman.
The
experiences of these two women are similar. Their husbands commit adultery, and
the women feel incredible anger toward the other woman. Both stories also end
in a death, although the death differs in the victim and the way the victim
dies. Morrison ties Alice’s past to Violet’s present in an attempt to connect
not only the two women but also history to current times. History has repeated
itself for Violet just as it has done for countless other women. The cycle is
vicious almost always creates these negative outcomes. For both these women,
the outcome is extreme: death.
Just
as Violet experiences the repeating of history, so too does Joe. As he begins
to hunt for Dorcas on that fateful, icy day in January, he also reflects back
on another hunt earlier in his life. Joe was abandoned as a baby and was raised
with his friend Victory. As many people are wont to do, Joe wants to learn more
about his mother, whom he assumes to the woman named Wild, and why she
abandoned him. He searches for her three times. The first time, he merely sees
her but leaves, deciding against approaching her (Morrison 177). The second
time Joe searches for his mother, he does not see her but believes he hears her
in the dark. He asks her for a sign as to whether or not she is his mother, but
is unsure as to the response.
His
third hunt is woven in with his description of his search for Dorcas. In his
third hunt, Joe returns to the place he found Wild before. He finds a crevice
that is home to some kind of domestic life, but he does not find Wild. When he
hunts for Dorcas, he assures the reader that he “isn’t thinking of harming her,
or, as Hunter had cautioned, killing something tender. She is female. And she
is not prey. So he never thinks of that. He is hunting for her though, and
while hunting a gun is as natural a companion as Victory” (Morrison 181). Joe
believes Dorcas rejects him only because she is young and still not in control
of her emotions. He truly does not set out to hurt her in the beginning, but
unfortunately when he arrives at the scene, the reader knows that changes
because he sees Dorcas with Acton, her new lover. This hunt ends differently
than Joe’s hunt for his mother. He achieves his mission by finding his goal.
By
intertwining these two different hunts during different times in Joe’s life, in
an almost Oedipal kind of structure, mixing lover for mother, Morrison again
brings to light the idea of history repeating itself. Joe has done this before.
Three times before, in fact. He is skilled at this type of work, and yet both
times, the outcome is not quite what he expects. He expects to find his mother,
but she does not show. He expects to confront Dorcas and reaffirm their
relationship, but he loses himself and commits murder, shooting Dorcas in front
of her new lover and friends. Something larger than Joe is at play during these
moments. He becomes trapped in a cycle that has doomed him to failure.
Even
though Violet and Joe seem to be trapped in these cycles, Joe in a personal
cycle and Violet in a societal historical cycle, the narrator is astonished
that they break free from what would be expected of their lives moving forward.
The narrator starts off the novel very assuredly, stating, “Sth, I know that
woman. She used to live with a flock of birds on Lenox Avenue. Know her
husband, too” (Morrison 3). From this attitude, we see that the narrator
believes he or she knows the characters intimately. The narrator knows them in
public but also catches glimpses of their private lives. In the last section,
the narrator declares, “I thought I knew them and wasn’t worried that they
didn’t really know about me” (Morrison 220).
Now the narrator knows that he or she only knows a facsimile of the
characters. They are aware of the narrator all the time. They present
themselves and perform for the narrator who does not know the true intimate
details of the characters’ lives. The narrator explains, “I was sure one would kill the other…I was so
sure it would happen. That the past was an abused record with no choice but to
repeat itself at the crack and no power on earth could lift the arm that held
the needle” (220). Because this scene has played out millions of times
throughout history, the narrator was sure it would happen again. Joe and Violet
have been stuck in their own repeating cycles their entire lives, and so they
should continue now. But they don’t. Instead, they choose to break out of the
confines and reaffirm their love for one another.
Although the past
heavily influences the present, Morrison demonstrates the possibility that
people can break free from what history dictates they should do. Joe has been
brutally beat by policemen earlier in his life, and so violence begets violence
historically, and he kills someone else. History repeats itself all the time.
Joe and Violet, however, finally manage to break free, showing that it is
possible. Morrison’s presentation of the passage time in the novel, seamlessly melting between
one story and another, almost never in chronological order, highlights the deep
connection between history and the present and how the past still has an
enormous amount of influence on the events of today.
I appreciate your conclusion that Morrison wants the reader to learn to break the cycle of history. The novel spends so much time with the history and slowly layering it so that we see the connections of the present to the past that I, as a reader, didn't spend much time analyzing the end chapter because it was so brief. It wasn't necessarily "and they all lived happily ever after," but it felt tacked on to me, dismissive of the past. I didn't take the time to consider that their final acts were breaking cycles. I am curious what cycle Violet ended; the cycle seems to be women who abandon their own children (True Belle to raise Golden Gray; Rose Dear's mental breakdown after her husband leaves). Violet seems very cognizant that she has not fulfilled the cycle of having children (so she may try to steal one and then sleeps with a doll). Would you consider Violet's nurturing role toward Felice as breaking that cycle?
ReplyDeleteI hadn't considered her relationship to Felice near the end into my discussion, but I think that makes a lot of sense. She is able to be nurturing to her. Perhaps it is also breaking free from Violet's desire to harm Dorcas because Felice and Dorcas were very close? Violet could be trying to make up for what she did to Dorcas's face at the funeral. I'm not really sure, but it's interesting to think about!
ReplyDeleteI had a similar thought as Kristin, that Violet does seem to break this cycle somewhat in her life. (McKenzie and I will talk about this more in class tonight.) But, to respond to your comment on my post as well, I felt that Joe was not really able to break from his own cycle, that he is "stuck to the track," but Violet seems to be able to more easily break out of that.
ReplyDeleteI too noticed the blending of past and present--how the former is inextricably linked to the latter--but failed to realize the extent to which Morrison highlights the need to break the cycle of history--what seems to be an impossible feat, even for an author who sets out to create believable characters. To answer Kristin's question, I think Felice's presence was integral to Joe and Violet's "redemption." As orphans with troubled mothers, Joe and Violet both yearn for a daughter-figure in their life--one to whom they can impart the love they lacked as children. Although the narrator describes Joe as "stuck to the track," I thought of him as ultimately breaking from the oppressive cycle, hence the lovey-dovey ending and the narrator's surprise at he and Violet's reconciliation.
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