Holy heck what a slog. It’s 90% incomprehensible 1940s pop culture references, nonsense poetry, and word salad. Then, BLAM, the rest is brilliantly hilarious and fantastically written. (Extremely graphic depiction of coprophilia aside.)
It seems like every time I’m about to put the book down for good, Pynchon throws me a bone and massively entertains. I’m 40% of the way through, and I’ve almost given up a half dozen times. I am at least starting to maybe glean a little bit of the plot out of the jumble. A little bit. I really hope it becomes a little more clear at some point because it’s a little discouraging.
Has anyone here made it through? Worth it? Did you understand what was going on?
What a book!
I fucking love it, get the george guidal audiobook!
I think trying to listen to this as an audiobook is folly. It’s hard enough to follow reading at my own pace.
Obviously whatever floats your boat is cool, but I hear this a lot about Pynchon and I vehemently disagree.
The way modern fiction and non-fiction mostly trains you to read is to obsessively track every detail and character and to expect ambiguity is a device for obscuring a plot that will be explained later. When you watch/read game of thrones, you have to keep track of all the characters in your head, and just letting your vision go fuzzy is a surefire way to miss critical moments in the plot and lose an understanding of what is going on.
This leads people to try to read Pynchon like this, but the point of his fiction is to reteach you how to read, you have to approach his novels from the perspective of a Pynchon character. Paranoid, disoriented, probably on drugs, probably not enough drugs for how fucked up things are, confused, and trying to make sense of shadowy plots. Crucially, Pynchon never expects his characters to fully solve or understand the universe they are in , this isn’t a mystery novel with a murder detective who figures it out at the end, and Pynchon intends his books to be read from the same mindset.
For new readers this often feels like plunging into the deep end of madness, and readers panic when they realize they obviously can’t make sense of Gravity’s Rainbow by considering each sentence, one at a time, and making sure to fully understand it before proceeding. The point of my comment here is to emphasize that this is actually a kindness that Pynchon extends to the reader, you are NEVER required to rememeber a specific detail, plot point, character or event in order for things in the novel to pay off later or make sense. In this sense, Pynchon is a kinder writer to his reader than most dense modern fiction by quite a degree in my opinion, and I am not saying that there isn’t plot, that things don’t come back, and that it isn’t rewarding to notice those things but that the fundamental experience of the book is like travelling to a foreign country, your experience isn’t hinged upon understanding every word spoken by pedestrians on the street as they pass you by. Sometimes weird shit just happens and you watch it and go “wow, damn never seen that before!”.
Ambiguity, as Pynchon points out in many of his novels, is a tension at the heart of our universe, it is present even in the amount of information we can know about subatomic particles.
In other words, I recommend the audiobook precisely because it will help you get lost in Gravity’s Rainbow and stop worrying about connecting everything together perfectly or understanding each part in sequence before proceeding. You need to approach this kind of extremely sophisticated storytelling in a way that isn’t like approaching a simple narrative of events told in chronological order. This isn’t a playscript being read out loud to you with all the stage directions that you need to pay close attention so you don’t miss the context, Gravity’s Rainbow is a trip, the intention is as much to create a state of mind in the reader as it is to convey specific details, even though those specific details are often fascinating, biting and very on point.
At a high level, Gravity’s Rainbow is one of the only modern works of fiction that doesn’t straightjacket itself into the “Hero’s Journey” narrative, Tyrone Slothrop (an anagram for entropy and chaos) is sort of a hero/antihero but in his “Hero’s Journey” he fractures into myth, retold second hand stories, fantasies and lies by the end of the novel. You literally can’t follow Gravity’s Rainbow like a traditional plot because the inherent structure creates fractures that can’t be resolved the way you want them to.
Let go, light up a joint (or don’t) and focus on getting lost in the rhythm of the book and less so understanding everything, it is one of my favorite books and I can’t tell you how many times I have pulled up random sections to relisten or reread them because the moment to moment experience of the book is so unique and awesome.
Well, this kind of thing is why I made this thread. I know people are passionate about this book, and I think I need to vicariously feed on them because I’m not always passionate about it.
I’m glad there’s something to be gleaned without necessarily understanding everything because I’m not understanding a whole lot, but I am generally enjoying the rhythm of the writing as you put it. Pynchon is undeniably onto something here. I don’t know if I’m into it enough to truly become familiar with the material, but I don’t think I’ll regret getting through it (if I do. I most likely will at this point.)
The thing that makes Pynchon worth re-reading over and over again is that while the intention of his firehose of psychedelic bullshit is to bewilder you and induce a state of mind that approximates taking a psychedelic… (almost :P) every single piece of what he does is extremely interesting.
This creates a situation where the first time (or like… the second or third hahaha) of reading a Pynchon novel can be like a weird dream where random shit happens, but eventually you will have an experience where something you assumed Pynchon made up as some stupid gag or joke is actually terrifyingly real or a strikingly beautiful metaphor that precisely captures something bizzarely specific and technical, and reality will feel inverted on you, and that is the moment you will realize Pynchon has put his hooks in you.
I guess what I am trying to say is that if you read Gravity’s Rainbow and vibe with it, you don’t have to keep pursuing meaning in the book or enjoyment, it will start ambushing you in the rest of your life as you realize Pynchon despite being crude and annoying and extreeeeemely verbose (as am I, sorry) is pointing directly at the crucial unspoken conversations and realities at the heart of what is driving the world apart.
Gravity’s Rainbow is in many ways barely about WW2 from the perspective of what you would define traditionally as a work of historical fiction about WW2 (though Gravity’s Rainbow has extensive references to history involved in WW2, people have written books about it) but the heart of it, or hearts of it, are so fucking damn good that I consider it the only actual WW2 novel I have ever read besides maybe Catch-22, and Gravity’s Rainbow blows that book out of the water purely on a basis of density of interesting ideas launched at you in salvos in every Pynchon paragraph/sentence.
Also, try Inherent Vice! Then watch the movie!
I don’t know if I buy half of this, but I am enjoying the book enough to continue. Quite a bit of it has been quite comprehensible recently as well. It’s definitely better when it’s not an incomprehensible word salad whether there is meaning in that salad or not.
The first time you read it you’re just adjusting to the prose style which is quite complex. I had a couple false starts and then one took. There are good analyses and guides which are very helpful for understanding the structure of it. But I found having read it through like three times that the humor really comes through after you become acclimated to the prose. Its a very funny book in lots of places.
For sure! The scene where Slothrop is trying out “candies” with the British ladies had me busting a gut.