Monday, October 20, 2008
"Jesus' Son" reaction assignment
This is a typical addicts train of thought. Just this one last time, just one more fix and then He'll start the turn around. The problem is addicts think this before every fix, they truly believe that this one will be the last one. Until the next one that is.
The metaphors Johnson uses in this book are deep and direct, sometimes so direct that we can barely notice them. In "Work" he keeps describing how there is something about the bartender that he loves, but can not put his finger on it. Maybe it is her generous pouring style, or maybe it is that fact that she was his mother. It is revealed in the final sentence of the story that the woman was indeed his mother. The whole time Johnson spends on her he describes her caring, motherly approach to the pouring of a drink. These subtleties were almost overlooked by me until I read the last sentence, but then it was quickly realized that all that description was motherly metaphors. To go further with it I started to think on a deeper level that alcohol is the mother's milk of an alcoholic, who would be more appropriate to be serving it than his mother herself.
Michael clark
“Jesus’ Son” By: Denis Johnson
I must start out by admitting that I am not a fan of this book. I can deal with life problems but I have a hard time reading so many stories about drug problems, death, depression, dread and despair. The tone of this collection is dark and depressingly hopeless. The imagery that Johnson often uses to aid the reader to see the world as he does makes me feel as if color has been taken out of the world. If any of these short stories were made in to a movie (which I know it was) I would expect it to be dreary and all in black, white and grays. I will not write the book off however, I do believe Johnson does a good job at realistically approaching the life of a lost drug addict. So far, my favorite short story in this collection is “Work” because it made me think for a moment that he may see the light and seek help. He described the day he worked with
Posted by: Krista Behrends
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Check your short story IQ
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Thursday, October 16, 2008
mps Denis " Jesus'son" Johnson
By DENIS JOHNSON
Nowhere in the duration of all one hundred and sixty pages does Johnson make it easy to believe our main character was going to get out of the mess he’s in. But in the few moments that he wasn’t pathetic and disgusting, I sort of liked him. Once in each of the two stories, “Car Crash While Hitchhiking” and “Out on bail”. In these stories the main character, in his maybe unfamiliar circumstance asks the questions and makes the same inferences that the rest of us do in this life. It’s what makes him human. “I was overjoyed,” he says “not to be dead. Generally the closest I ever came to wondering about the meaning of it all was to consider that I must be the victim of a joke… [But] I had a moment’s glory that night, though. I was certain I was in the world because I couldn’t tlololerate any other place.” (p. 41). In this statement he addresses a few common thoughtful experiences: feeling like life is just a game being played against you and accepting that where you are, is where you need to be. On page 10 I was captivated when he said, “I looked down into that great piety of a person’s life on this earth, I don’t mean that we all end up dead… I mean that he couldn’t tell me what he was dreaming and I couldn’t tell him what was real.” How often it occurs. Ours dreams, hopes, our pain and realities, rarely can they be shared. We can’t exchange our weaknesses and strengths.
Johnson’s voice in this work is disturbingly honest, dirty, confused and somehow still sure. I didn’t like it but I appreciate its originality. I also enjoyed its style. How many collections like this one can command the street credibility that Jesus’ Son does? I assume very few.
Secretary of bestcornergroup08,
melissapierresaint
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Assignment Amendment for Jesus' son
happy reading!
mike
Monday, October 6, 2008
The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fist Fight in Heaven: A Drug called tradition.
Thomas builds the fire is an Indian living on a Spokane Indian reservation, who is not sure of his place in the social spectrum. Thomas came into money when a power company leased some of the land he inherited to run power lines across. Thomas is a humble Indian who usually gets handed the bill for the alcohol fueled Indian pow wows. The Indians on this reservation seem to be blinded by the effects of alcohol. Ancient traditions have been replaced by binge drinking. Indulging in the consumption of alcohol is all they have left. They blame the white man for these burdens but do nothing to change their situation.
Thomas is a known storyteller. He is infamous for his gift for gab. One day while the effects of the drugs he and his friends had taken were starting to wear off, Thomas began to tell one of his morally soaked stories. The story he begins to tell features him and the two friends he is with as young Indians, before alcohol had diminished their dreams and aspirations. In the story the boys were being offered their first drinks ever, but instead of accepting they refuse the drinks. In refusing they are able to see a glimpse of a future that could have been rich in heritage and traditions. Traditions are important for the Indians, a silent protest against the white man. The only way they can fight against the white man is to stay rich in tradition, the one thing that can not be stolen from them. “I dance one step and my sister rises from the ash, I dance another and a Buffalo crashes down from the sky into a log cabin in Nebraska with every step an Indian rises, with every step a Buffalo falls…they knock all the white people from their beds, send plates crashing to the floor” (Alexie p. 17). It is apparent that the dancing represents the traditions and the buffalo disrupting the white mans sleep and destroying their valuables represents the power of staying true to you traditions. These traditions are the only bullet the Indians have left in the battle against the white mans oppression. The white man never considers the social class of the Indian man. For the Indian man to overcome this social oppression they must see beyond themselves, turn their backs on the bottle of alcohol and stay true to their traditions. In doing so they can overcome this obvious social oppression.
posted by Michael Clark
The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fist Fight in Heaven
-Kaitlyn Lyons
All of these interconnected stories share many of the same common themes . Through the books humor , honestly you are able to see the characters come to life while dealing with ethnic pride, native american stereotypes, substance abuse, poverty and dysfunctional families. Sermons story A train is an order of occurrence designed to lead some result. I found this shared the common theme of a family unable or having a hard time fitting in. This reminded me of the last story we read in the last collection of a family having top assimilate and finding difficulty between cultures. This story also portrayed another theme of the book which was alcoholism , when he speaks about drinking, and passing out. This I found entertaining and brought of the lightheartedness throughout the story. Thomas builds the fire, offers up another character in my opinion pointing out what seems to be the obvious in stories, because it is the only truth the stories hold, and yet is not taken seriously. this particular short story was my favorite. I really enjoyed the overall humor of being put on trial for being real and saying what is true.
Overall I enjoyed this book immensely . There were many themes that were carried throughout the entire text and all the stories were connected.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven - Part II
Have you ever read a passage from a story and it seemed to transcend reality and put you in that place in your mind? Alexie has this gift. His description and imagery has the power to make you feel as though you are watching a movie or physically there watching the events play out. The passage from Alexie's Family Portrait that was describing sniffing gas also made me feel like I was watching a movie rather than reading a book. “Everything underwater, like walking across the bottom of Benjamin Lake, past dead horses and abandoned tires. Legs tangled in seaweed, dance, dance again, kick the feet until you break free. Stare up at the surface, sunlight filtered through water like fingers, like a hand filled with the promise of love and oxygen (197-98).”
I find it truly amazing to come up with such vivid analogies. For me to think up something as colorful and real as the passages that I pointed out would take me forever. It is truly a fantastic talent and a mark of what an amazing writer Alexie truly is.
Posted by: Krista Behrends
Friday, October 3, 2008
mps The... Fist Fight in Heaven
By Sherman Alexie
This collection of short stories was has rightfully be said to startle and dazzle. It is the smartest collection of stories I’ve read to date. Using a free yet very descriptive style Alexie sets the tone for a poetic introduction to the oppressions and liberations of the Native American Culture. Alexie’s voice and word choice is dirty and honest but it is also spiritual and natural which makes it feel so pure… “Soon everybody from the party was on the lawn, dancing in the snow, fucking in the snow, fighting in the snow.” (Every Little Hurricane p.10) It’s a witty, lyrical interpretation of whom his people naturally are, laughing loving and fighting. His voice and style are also remarkably funny. It’s humor miraculously manage to dodge themes of misfortune, depression, and loss of his people. So instead of being dark or even sarcastic it is simply smart and clever. “…She named him ------- which means: He Who Crawls Silently Through the Grass with a Small Bow and One Bad Arrow Hunting for Enough Deer to Feed the Whole Tribe… We just called him James.” (Jesus Christ’s Half Brother is Alive and Well on the Spokane Indian Reservation p. 110)
It is Alexie’s voice that keeps these stories, all of which lack any sort of victory or overcoming, from being hopeless. It’s humor and honesty enveloped presence of mother earth’s character preserve us and allow us to accept that things are not good. But at least we can still laugh, we can love, and in time, yes eventually we’ll die.
I was captivated by Alexie’s story; A Train is an Order of Occurrence Designed To lead to Some Result. (P130) The story carries a theme common with most of the stories in the work. This inability the people have to fully assimilate to an American culture that is not their own. I was surprised by our main character Samuel’s optimism and than tickled by the renovations he made in his apartment (making it resembled the inside of a tipi.) eventually I was humbled as his view of the world became more familiar to the view I’ve come to know from other pieces in this work. Something like coming to terms with being at the bottom and deciding what to do about it. “Some times it’s called passing out and sometimes its called falling asleep (p138) Alexie says, after Samuel trips on the tracks of an on coming train. “ There is something about trains, drinking and being Indian with nothing to lose.” I enjoyed this intimate story of Samuel, just a fish out of water. He did his best but didn’t survive on the outside.
secretary of bestcornergroup08,
melissapierresaint
interview with sherman alexie
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZWolPAoDk3g