If you enjoyed this book, you’re going to love the map.
It took two attempts but I’ve finally finished this classic. The first time, I gave up after the crime but long before the punishment. This time…
…I endured the punishment too! Not fully understanding the political background that gave rise to this novel, I found myself struggling to understand to what end he wrote it. From what I can tell, it’s a reaction to the contemporary state of Russian life and philosophy. For that, I guess it works well. It’s hard to say from this end of history. Solzhenitsyn’s novels are, for me, much more powerful.
In Crime, all the characters are reactionaries. No one seems to be sane at all. It’s very impressionist. I got tired of the characters all having nervous breakdowns, committing suicide and generally going on a bender every time someone mentioned the weather. I take this to reflect Dostoevsky’s doubt that society (represented by characters from various aspects of life in St. Petersburg: Luzhin, politics; Porfiry, law; Razumihin; education, etc etc…) had any redeemable ideas worth listening to.
As for the plot, well it works… to an extent. But some characters seem to be brought in needlessly. Why Svidrigailov needs to be there at all, I can’t fathom. He adds nothing to the story. Neither does Katerina Ivanonva either. I kept thinking they would but they didn’t.
I focussed instead on Raskolnikov tormented by a crime. I’m almost certain that the crime itself is not as obvious as the book makes out. On reflection, I think the crime, for Dostoevsky, is Raskolnikov’s subscription to humanist ideologies with the concomitant punishment being madness. As the book nears its end, deliverance looms large in the form, not of an alternative humanist philosophy but a moral path that leads, a la Pilgrim’s Progress, to the cross.
One passage that moved me and stood out in the centre of the book heralded this final conclusion. Raskolnikov forces Sonia to read the raising of Lazurus episode from John 11. It’s a desperate moment for him and one which I can relate to, especially when seen in the light of his eventual epiphany right at the end of the book; one of the best pieces of literature from that generation for sure.
On an exceptionally hot evening early in July, a young man came out of the garret in which he lodged in S. Place and walked slowly, as though in hesitation, towards K. Bridge.
Man grows used to everything, the scoundrel!
In wine is truth…
Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.
Nothing in the world is harder than speaking the truth, and nothing easier than flattery.
If you are convinced that one mustn’t listen at doors, but one may murder old women at one’s pleasure, then you’d better be off to America and make haste.
GEOGRAPHY ~ NEW!
That might be the subject of a new story, but our present story is ended.
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