Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Jane Austen - at last, someone hits the nail on the head

Austenblog is one of my favourite blogs, containing as it does a great deal of information about Charles Dickens - oops, I mean Jane Austen. If you want to find out about a lock of Jane Austen's hair which has been reputedly sewn into a mourning brooch or a new adaptaton you don't have to trawl the web, you can simply tune in for your daily fix of Jane.

Today's entry is so good that I've pinched it, though in all honesty the credit really goes to David Baddiel, who wrote the following in The Times Online.

"Both in the film Becoming Jane and the TV movie Miss Austen Regrets, Austen was depicted as a waspish cynical tomboy, clever with words if not so clever with men: a sort of Regency Sue Perkins. In the TV movie, there was a greater stab at complexity, as the character grew bitter with age - an Elizabeth Bennett who never nabs Mr Darcy - but in both there was, I would hazard, an incipient underlying sexism, based on the notion that Austen’s work was underpinned by her own failures in love.

Because here’s the thing about Jane Austen. She was a very great genius. She is possibly the greatest genius in the history of English literature, arguably greater than Shakespeare. And her achievement is not that much to do with love, although that was her subject matter. It’s to do with technique. Before her there are three strands in English fiction: the somewhat mental, directly-reader-addressing semi-oral romps of Nashe and Sterne and Fielding; the sensationalist Gothic work of Horace Walpole and Ann Radcliffe; and the romances of Eliza Haywood and Fanny Burney.

However great these writers are, none could be read now and considered modern. When Austen gets into her stride, which she does very quickly with Sense and Sensibility, suddenly, you have all the key modern realist devices: ironic narration; controlled point of view; structural unity; transparency of focus; ensemble characterisation; fixed arenas of time and place; and, most importantly, the giving-up of the fantastical in favour of a notion that art should represent life as it is actually lived in all its wonderful ordinariness. She is the first person, as John Updike put it: “to give the mundane its beautiful due”, and her work leads to Updike as much as it does to George Eliot.

I have no idea how a mainly home-educated rector’s daughter came by all that, but I know that imagining her as a kind of acerbic spinster flattens out this genius. It becomes all about the subject matter and not at all about the huge creative advance her work represents."

What he said.

Amanda Grange


Melinda Hammond said...

I totaly agree, Amanda. I think sometimes we become too involved in trying to find the person behind the genius and lose sight of the genius itself.


Anonymous said...

Just read the whole of the article from The Times and putting it in context - he's talking about Doctor Who, all I can say is this: any Doctor Who episode that has David Tennant in breeches will have my seal of approval!

(Sorry to lower the tone of the post!!)


PS Can't see many sci-fi screen writers thinking JA was a genuis, but you never know!

Jan Jones said...

Yup. What he said, indeed.

Jane Odiwe said...

It's about time someone said this-brilliant article-great post Amanda!