Notes from Underground
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This title comes from the award-winning translators of “Crime and Punishment”, Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky. The apology and confession of a minor mid-19th-century Russian official, “Notes from Underground” is a half-desperate, half-mocking political critique and a powerful, at times absurdly comical, account of man’s breakaway from society and descent ‘underground’…. More >>
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First of all, with a name like “Fyodor Dostoyevsky” how in the world can a guy get published? Perhaps he shouldn’t be. That is my opinion. Maybe Crime and Punishment was good, but Notes from the Underground is absolutely awful. To be completely honest, I haven’t even gotten to Part 2 yet, but the book is like Johnny Got His Gun and Walden on speed (quoted directly from my English teacher). The main character in this book, the Underground Man, is no more than a coward who has time to write books on how he is much too intelligent to act in life. The first seventeen pages leave the reader with a migraine, and after that, it all goes downhill. By the end of the book, I’m almost positive that one will be half insane and screaming, “Twice two is four, but twice two equals five is charming.” Do not waste your time reading this so-called “classic.”
Rating: 1 / 5
contrary to its title, this book does not contain the letters written by the miners who were trapped underground in west virgina. be sure you dont buy this book unless you know what youre getting!!
Rating: 1 / 5
this is just another translation of the book. it is not a study guide
Rating: 1 / 5
Fyodor Dostoevsky’s Notes From Underground (1864) is predominantly a childish, intellectually dishonest, and edgeless tirade against life, living, and mankind. As such, it is entirely ineffective, and pales in comparison to genuinely gripping nihilistic works like Lautreamont’s Maldoror (published only four years later in 1868), Louis-Ferdinand Celine’s Journey To The End of The Night (1932), or any of Jean Genet’s five classic novels (the first, Our Lady of the Flowers, was published in 1943).
Today’s readers may recognize that Notes From Underground might have more accurately been titled Victimology 101, since its anti-hero protagonist, who has willingly dropped out of society at the age of forty, seems to exist in a psychic state of what Carl Jung called “prehistoric kindergarten.” The narrator builds a series of small, circular, and repetitive arguments over the novel’s 29 initial pages, then gleefully deconstructs one after the other while simultaneously mocking the reader for ostensibly following his previous lines of anti-reason. Dostoevsky may have been attempting to make a larger point about a particular kind of aggrieved personality, but if so, the author, in conjunction with his narrator, fails entirely to say anything illuminating.
That Dostoevsky’s “underground man” (”I’m no longer the hero I wanted to pass for earlier, but simply a nasty little man, a rogue”) is bitter goes without saying; he is also cowardly, immature, self-destructive, unobjective, bullying, inflated, and almost wholly defined by his petty envy and “everlasting spite” for the rest of mankind. The speaker continually states that he is “clever” and “cleverer” than everyone else, yet he repeatedly encourages whatever readership he has to laugh at him, since he assumes such a reaction will be automatic. But there is nothing particularly clever, acute, abrasive, or piercing about his diatribes, and his tepid experiences, as outlined in Part II, “Apropos Of Wet Snow,” fail to justify his philosophical platform or the outcast position he has elected for himself.
Unsurprisingly, what sinks Notes From Underground is that its perceptions, debates, and critiques are collectively lacking teeth of any kind. Is it accurate to summarize “civilization” as an engine that “merely promotes a wider range of sensations in man…and absolutely nothing else”? There’s a world of Marxists that would disagree, and have. Are “all spontaneous men and men of action” active, successfully or otherwise, “precisely because they’re so stupid and limited”? Do such men routinely “mistake immediate and secondary causes for primary ones”? Are brave men and intelligent men mutually exclusive groups? It is a verifiable fact that “an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything” and that “only a fool can become something”? Western history, with its enormous catalog of highly accomplished “dead white males,” clearly suggests otherwise. Do “normal and fundamental laws” inevitably leave mankind “unable to do anything at all”? Is personal integrity merely a hollow charade trotted out for the benefit of others in all cases?
Blanket assumptions like these may leave readers believing that the narrator more than deserves his self-induced fate, and that any society, regardless of size and structure, would be better off without him. Whether Dostoevsky’s own opinions or merely those of the narrator, the overall impression the book leaves is that the “underground man” has erroneously extrapolated his own parochial experiences into verities that he believes apply universally to all men and societies. Since he is so grossly mistaken, as well as enthusiastically committed to his mistake, it’s no wonder that he is a miserable human being.
Unfortunately, generations of lax, narcissistic personalities seeking validation for their own choices have embraced Notes From Underground as a blueprint and sacred text. But authentic defiance necessitates exactly the sort of conviction, fortitude, insight, diligence, and sense of the relative that are squarely beyond the limitations of the narrator.
Irresponsible, short-sighted, sad-sack squabblers like Dostoevsky’s narrator have always existed in all cultures, and probably always will. It’s unfortunate that Dostoevsky expended the effort to create and give voice to such a character, but gave him so little of appreciable merit to say.
Rating: 1 / 5
An incredible book, one your whole family would deeply enjoy reading . Wait until next fall when the movie release comes out titled: ” A lunatic in prison thinks he can write”. Hope you enjoy what u are reading
Rating: 3 / 5
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