The films are visually opulent, but dreadful bores. My ancestors are from St. Clair, France, driven to Scotland by the Vatican Army invasions and massacres. I can only assume that the picture drawn by Proust of the decadent aristocracy is an indictment of the lazy, self-righteous, judgmental nature of all the endowed classes, who own enough wealth in each society to control and dictate to politicians and capitalists. I've read over 1000 works of fiction, but have never wanted to tackle anything so daunting that it requires over 4,000 pages. For me, this represents a history not a novel. I probably correctly assume that is's dreadfully tedious, and now that I see that it has over 2,000 characters, it cannot but present a mere synopsis of each's character. As such, it loses power of insight which distinguishes most classic works of fiction. I'm probably selling the author's talent short, as I admire works of prose masters regardless of the story (or lack thereof) they have to impart to the reader. I suppose I was so bored by Swann's Way that I've yet to begin the book of it that I possess. After viewing this film (largely due to the presence of Deneuve and Beart, both classic beauties), I doubht I'll ever attempt to read the entire work.
I find it prophetic that Proust died before completing perhaps too monumental a task, as if fate dictated that such a pretentious undertaking could not be completed, as if to compile a history of one's life would necessitate that another complete the work after the author's death. Apparently the first translator also died before completion of the English edition - it's as if "the gods" kept saying "enough already, this is a work best left incomplete, for it is not a cohesive work, but merely a series of short stories that continue to wind their way incessantly through one's memories, never reaching conclusion."
Kudos to anyone with enough resolution to complete this work - for me, it's so ultimately pointless (I realize the aristocracy is a vapid, spiritless construction of wealth) that I can't waste this many hours, days, months of my lifetime when there is so much better, more pointed literature there for our examination. As someone said of the film "indifference".
My only regret in life is that I'm not someone else - Woody Allen
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