Gravity's
Rainbow
Thomas Pynchon
by Stacy Borah
The nose plays a
powerful role in evoking memories, acting as a repository of dreams, thoughts
and scenes from the past brought rushing back without warning at the slightest
detection of a random scent. In Thomas Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow,
Tyrone Slothrop's olfactorious factory has a peculiar ability to sniff
out exactly when and where the Nazis’ V2 rockets will strike in England
-- a matter of great importance to British intelligence. But this sensory
ability also prompts Pynchon's protagonist to seek out the how and why
of his gift, a search that lands him in the middle of a deadly conspiracy
disguised as a stream-of-consciousness black comedy.
Encyclopedic novels
can be best described as the red-headed stepchildren of great books. Often
written in turgid, rambling prose and containing an unnecessary amount
of information about a person, place, thing or history, very few tomes
are ever remembered past the moment they are packed and transported into
remainder oblivion. If they are read at all, more often than not, they
are derided as unreadable, incoherent and, occasionally, obscene. A sidebar
in obscure magazines.
Gravity's Rainbow
garnered those same reviews from critics, but still split the Pulitzer
vote with Isaac Bashevis Singer’s A Crown Of Feathers And Other Stories.
After it won the National Book Award, that is, all of which goes to show
how seriously critics and academics alike took the book when it was first
published.
Pynchon’s style stands
out at first glance. Like James Joyce's Ulysses, the streaming,
jump-cut narrative deepens character history and personality, a texturing
rarely seen in literature. But Pynchon also screws with convention by
complicating his protagonist Slothrop, whose many disguises add a seriocomic
effect to the affair.
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Teeming with cinematic
references, especially to action movies and B-films of the '30s and ‘40s
-- pop-cultural entertainment Joyce's fertile mind had no opportunity
to sift through -- Gravity's Rainbow is one of the first examples
of highbrow narrative's inevitable sampling of sci-fi, a maligned genre
fiction only beginning to gain substantial respect in the ‘60s. Pynchon’s
erudition also extended to fields as diverse as (meta)physics, religion,
historiography -- witness chapter four's story of Byron the Light Bulb
for more on that score -- philosophy and much more. Its density simply
overshadowed and overwhelmed any other book of its kind. Of which there
currently are very few, fewer at the time it was written.
The biggest differences
between Gravity's Rainbow and other encyclopedic novels? The presence
of the occult, one that intertwines with the minutiae supporting the narrative's
very framework. The unfolding conspiracy that threatens to engulf the
entire planet in its dark grasp. Indeed, Pynchon positioned his occult
references precisely and thoroughly enough to transmit to the clever reader
Tyrone Slothrop’s astrological profile.
Let's talk business.
The fact is that the densely packed, infinitely rewarding Gravity's
Rainbow has sold consistently throughout its decades-plus history,
despite its impregnability. It has birthed both enormous academic and
mainstream followings, along the way cementing its place in a widening
literary pantheon.
Pynchon’s oeuvre has
almost entirely put forth the proposition that someone, somewhere, is
pulling our strings. Gravity’s Rainbow stands as the ultimate literary
indication that he may be entirely right.
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