This drive to discard appears in (and increases throughout) Molloy, Malone Dies, and The Unnamable. First, Beckett abandons narrative structure: plot, setting, and character identities blur or disappear altogether as the novels' perspectives move out of the familiar, external world and into the chaos of the interior mind. Beckett also abandons nonessential elements of language: line breaks, periods, and unnecessary words appear less and less, creating an amorphous stream of words that parallels the thinking mind. The resulting fiction is narrow in scope (limited to a bed, then to a head) and simple in construction (ultimately consisting of a 100+ page block of text).
But narrow in scope and simple in construction as it may be, the writing in Beckett's trilogy is not irreducible, but, rather, closer to the opposite of irreducible. Like the thoughts of a human mind, the writing is discursive, circling ideas, leaving gaps in its progression, forgetting earlier words, and filling volumes. The very act of writing the trilogy engenders the destruction of stillness, silence, and nothingness and the creation of movement, sound, and ever-reducible and critiquable somethingess.
In fact, the harder Beckett tries to boil away narrative order and grammatical conventions, the more spectacularly he fails to attain the irreducible. No longer bound by the limits of literary tradition or grammar, Beckett's writing is free to expand almost infinitely, and it does: by the final book of the trilogy, single paragraphs are ballooning to over 100 pages, and Beckett seems forced to cut the experiment off before he is consumed.
Beckett and the irreducible
I was struck by what you said about Beckett "cutting the experiment off before he is consumed." That is the exact thought that ran through my head upon finishing the Unnamable. I could almost see Beckett in despair, knowing that the Unnamable could not meet the same happy fate of Malone as he finally dies during the discourse.
ReplyDeleteI really like your idea about the "irreducible." I hadn't really thought about it that way, but after reading it I see what you mean. One of the things that I love about Beckett's work is that he is not tied down to conventions. He says what he wants in the way that he wants to say it.
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