This is a difficult read for multiple reasons, primarily the subject but mostly the writing style itself. It’s like some sort of 400 page artist statement/religious text hybrid. Made it about halfway through and then just started reading a couple of lines from the next 200 pages. I spent significantly more time studying the beautiful photographs. Still, overall it’s fascinating and I am looking forward to reading about how the children of these men turned out: “And Their Children After Them: The Legacy of Let Us Now Praise Famous Men: James Agee, Walker Evans, and the Rise and Fall of Cotton in the South”.
James Agee didn't see 50, but wrote a few celebrated and influential works on which his reputation rests: "A Death in the Family," the screenplay for "The African Queen" and this non-fiction book. In 1936, he and photographer Walker Evans (his photos preface the book) went to the South to report on tenant families and this was the result. In its fusion of Agee's idiosyncratic and spirited voice and reportage it forecasts the New Journalists, as well as the Beats. You won't learn much about the farmers, who remain ciphers, but you'll learn a lot about Agee. His self-involved, turgid and seemingly unedited prose (drawing from Faulkner and Wolfe) overwhelms the grim subject matter, rather than offering any insights or sympathy. Here's the most obnoxious sentence: "I could not wish any of them that they should have had the 'advantages' I have had: a Harvard education is by no means an unqualified advantage." Yeah, it's really tough going to Harvard and God forbid any of these farmers get a world class education. Jerk.
My Desert Island Book #2: this one literally blew my mind when I read it, many summers ago. It isn't an easy book to read, but this powerful testament, this monumental witness to suffering and human dignity has an amazing, mesmeric kind of power. Agee was sent down South to write an article, but what happened to him there, the transformation that took place for him that led to an entire book, was remarkable. Like the best journalists, he does all he can to help us to see and understand these people, but ultimately what it became for him was something far deeper - a religious sacrament, a dark night of the soul, and a searching, searing quest for meaning that awaits any reader with ears to hear, with eyes to see.
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