We are our obsessions. This might sound like an old Freudian
cliché, but mankind (and womankind) have displayed a proclivity to repeat,
heedlessly, irrational acts since Homer devoted the focus of the Iliad on the willfully
self-destructive wrath of Achilles.
While Meg Wolitzer’s The
Interestings is not a conscious attempt to rewrite Homer, the two main
characters act out their lives in ways that launch, if not a thousand ships,
then at least a whole media empire and an ongoing love that spans many decades
and life changes.
But let’s get serious. Even if cranky old Ezra Pound thought
the epic was ‘a poem including history’ and even if some of the details of the
novel tangentially reflect the lives of a few of what our current society have
depicted as epic heroes (Steve Jobs and Matt Groening in particular), the
changes in the way we tell stories puts the uncommon ‘common’ person at the
center of our examining the ways we engage with others and ourselves. Joyce
knew this almost a century ago when he recast Odysseus as Leopold Bloom, the
common outsider Jew in a largely anti-Semitic Dublin of June 16, 1904. Many
writers since have learned to find the heroic in the domestic to depict most
tellingly the ‘tale of the tribe’. (Mallarme’s phrase on epic intentions).
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| portrait of Mallarme |
The Interestings is indeed a tale of a tribe. The title
refers to the group of people who meet at a summer camp and found the eponymous
clique ‘the interestings’. The group consists of a bunch of insiders, those
blessed to have attended the schools of the elect: Collegiate and Brearley and Stuyvesant
those special New York schools that generate articles regularly in The New Yorker.
Except for one. The main character, Jules Jacobson, is a Long Island outsider,
a Jewish girl with curly hair and a jaw that pops. But she has a sense of
humor. She also learns how to spin irony and a tepid coolness into a web that
attracts the creative genius of the group, Ethan Figman. He falls for her hard the way 17 year olds do,
and the book is in large part the love story that lasts a lifetime but that
according to the rules of physical engagement is not fully consummated. Except
in art.
Freud wrote about displacement and Eros but the one who really wrote about the triangulation of love, which this book depicts, is the French psychoanalyst Jacques Lacan. Love is always deferred and displaced, a game of mirrors and shifting signifiers. And an endlessly complex interplay among the players. And this is only for starters in Lacan’s worldview. Known perhaps most for his statement “there is no sexual relationship", in this novel, his words are literally accurate for the two souls who weave the tapestry of the various characters who appear and react to the dangerous liaisons between teenagers.
Freud wrote about displacement and Eros but the one who really wrote about the triangulation of love, which this book depicts, is the French psychoanalyst Jacques Lacan. Love is always deferred and displaced, a game of mirrors and shifting signifiers. And an endlessly complex interplay among the players. And this is only for starters in Lacan’s worldview. Known perhaps most for his statement “there is no sexual relationship", in this novel, his words are literally accurate for the two souls who weave the tapestry of the various characters who appear and react to the dangerous liaisons between teenagers.
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| Maud Gonne |
Unrequited love has long has been a wellspring of the
creative arts. The troubadour poets, Dante with his Beatrice, and Yeats with
Maud Gonne all exemplify the way that love of an unrequited ideal as imagined (Or
via the Imaginary in Lacanese), by a man, often spurs him to glory in words and
in deeds.
I will not recount the twists and turns of what is, after
all, a rather traditional set of plot twists. Instead, the obsessions are what make
the book a wonderful read. In an interview with Bob Edwards, Meg Wolitzer says
that following one’s obsessions is what makes us human.
Obsessions begin early. For reasons all too complex (pun intended)
we are genetically and experientially shaped into certain patters very early
on. By the time someone is a teen-ager at a camp, the shape of the character is
largely in place. And so the book outlines in detail how much of this fated
play of life plays itself out. In the same Edwards’ interview Wolitzer references
Michael Apted’s 7 Up series. The documentary is a treasure trove for
psychologists and anthropologist as it depicts, in 7 year segments the growth
of a disparate group of English children. The last one, when they are 56 has
just recently been completed. In both the film and in Wolitzer’s novel, 'the
child is the father of the man'. The character at 16 or 17 stays roughly in
place.
And this is an important bit of wisdom. For those parents
who are about to send their children off to camps or scampers around the globe or
gifted opportunities at schools, it will potentially be a chance for the to
find a clique of interestings themselves. But in order for this to happen the
rules have to be pretty lax. The kids in the book get to smoke dope and have
sex and do lots that young people do I relatively unsupervised. In the modern
age of surveillance in which we live the chance to make deep relationships and stupid
mistakes is often pretty limited. I leave it to others to decide if this is a
step forward in the growth process or a step back into putting off the experimentation
associated with youth.
We live much more these days in creating highly regulated
structures for children and teenagers who aspire to great things. No longer are
people permitted to get lost in the woods or in outside walks or in camps with
coed visits at night. “The interestings’ clique might not be nearly as
interesting if they had a more structured experience.
Much of the book outside of the lovingly detailed camp
descriptions is plot driven. The details give way to quick examinations of
binaries: money and the lack of it, talent and the lack of it, depression and
passion, parents and children, disappointment and acceptance, remorse and
forgiveness. etc. It is the camp, as Wolitzer has said, that is, even today her
obsession. The intensity of feelings of first love and first intellectual
passions have never left Wolitzer and never left some of the characters in her
book. Jeffrey Eugenides’ blurb on the back of the book talks about the
attainment of wisdom. Are the characters sadder and wiser by the end? Most certainly.
But the ghosted faces of the teens that they were still shine through the inevitable
losses and triumphs of the characters. For some the book will be a subtle
confirmation for Sam Harris’ assertion that free will in a myth. For others it
will be chance to reclaim the times when in their own lives when ‘the world was
all before them’ to quote yet another epic. Milton’s “Paradise Lost” ends with
Adam and Eve leaving the Garden and into the world of age and mortality. In
some ways, The Interestings is another
story of an exile from the garden, of the loss of a place in which there really was an
innocence and a love of life that was without sin until-- the appled knowledge of sex, power, and at times uncontrolled dark urges, sentence them to take their places in
the world of time and the time of the world.

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