Re: booby prize

craig king (ck31@ukc.ac.uk)
Sun, 17 Oct 1999 19:46:49 +0100 (GMT Daylight Time)

On Sun, 17 Oct 1999 18:22:07 +0100 Scottie Bowman 
<rbowman@indigo.ie> wrote:
> 
>     The (London) Sunday Telegraph has been running
>     a feature in which distinguished people are invited 
>     to comment on what they see as the most overrated 
>     book of the century.  Sir Christopher Bland chose 
>     The Catcher.
>  
>    This is what he wrote:
>     _____________________
> 
>     Holden Caulfield is 20th Century America fiction's 
>     richest angry young man; educated at Pency Prep, 
>     resisiting Princeton & Yale, & with enough money 
>     to taxi around New York, stay in expensive hotels 
>     & order exotic cocktails.  On the strength of a crap, 
>     a goddam & a bastard or two, The Catcher in the Rye 
>     was banned from a thousand American schools.  
>     And that's about it, other than an unfuriatingly cute 
>     use of language: for example, author, teacher, classmate 
>     & girlfriend all get called 'old Thomas Hardy', 
>     'old Spencer', 'old Stradlater', 'old Sally' - & those 
>     are the ones Holden Caulfield liked.  His ignorance 
>     about Burns' Coming through the Rye is corrected - 
>     but too late to save us from the title or the book - 
>     by his cute little sister old Phoebe.
> 
>     The Catcher in the Rye has bedazzled many literary 
>     critics, such as Yale's Harold Bloom, who writes that 
>     by the end of the book, 'Holden becomes a figure 
>     of capable poignance & persuades us implicitly that 
>     he will survive for some larger end or purpose, 
>     benign & generous in a more organised version 
>     of innocence.'  
> 
>     Nonsense; Holden went on Wall Street, married 
>     old Sally & is now a senior partner in Goldman Sachs.
>     ______________________
> 
>     Who, you ask, is Sir Christopher?  
> 
>     For the past few years he has been Chairman 
>     of the BBC.  An ardent supporter of the Director 
>     General, John Birt, the two of them are credited (?) 
>     with having converted the organisation from 
>     an old public service draught-horse into a tiger 
>     of the market place.  Where drunken poets in 
>     floppy bowties once held sway, accountants now 
>     slink around with mobiles to their ears.  Morale 
>     was never lower.
> 
>     As old Chris & old John approach their peerages, 
>     we are all keeping our fingers crossed for the new guy, 
>     Greg Dyke, who until a month ago sported an arty 
>     beard & was once actually a producer of programmes.
> 
>     Still.  I knew you wouldn't want to miss these 
>     trenchant thoughts.  I hope they don't give you 
>     all a wholly insufferable sense of superiority.  
>     (I'm not too hopeful.)
> 
>     Scottie B.
> 

I can't help but think of Zooey's comments to Franny about 
her descriptions of Professor Tupper on this one but I'm 
not sure if I'm allowed to quote them so I won't. Something 
along lines of confusing personal attacks and intellectual 
objections. This is silly. Favourite author, favourite 
book, forced into coy little suggestions at certain 
passages. 

although, scottie b., i can't remember the last 
time a 'drunken poet' held sway at the bbc. more of a cane 
wielding headmaster, surely?

craig