A propos de l'auteur
Adam Sweeting is an associate professor of Humanities at the College of General Studies, Boston University.
Œuvres de Adam Sweeting
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- Œuvres
- 4
- Membres
- 37
- Popularité
- #390,572
- Évaluation
- 2.5
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- 1
- ISBN
- 5
Sweeting seems determined to follow the idea that Indian Summer is used as a metaphor by different authors and artists to express different ideas. And yet he keeps tripping up on pesky objective historical questions like the origin of the term, and why it was suddenly in widespread use in the early 1800s. He acknowledges that these questions are interesting, and then just sort of sails by.
The first few chapters of content, after the introduction, are littered with the kind of disciplinary rigidity that seems to be common in university professors, particularly those engaged in cross-disciplinary endeavors. Sweeting says over and over again that Indian Summer "crosses boundaries" of art and science, which just ends up emphasizing that he feels that the two are completely unrelated. Or worse, he talks about labels that critics apply to types of art as if they were essential to the art itself: "The first emerged within an odd confluence of nationalism, sentimentalism, and Romanticism, which the second occupied the overlapping cultural space on nineteenth-century literature and science." [p. 32] "We have seen how popular antebellum conceptions of the season hovered within the cultural space between Romantic and sentimental writing." [p. 43] "Simultaneously caught between sentimentalism, Romanticism, and science, the early literary accounts of Indian summer offer a case study in how we might move from the thing observed to the thing imagined." [p. 48] What does that last sentence even mean?
The tone of the book is really odd. Sweeting keeps making judgments on the quality of the authors/artists he is quoting or describing ("...he offers lines that read like store-bought greeting cards rather than heartfelt expressions of longing or loss." [p. 158]). He also often writes tacky summations at the end of the chapter, e.g. "For commentators working in the new mass media of the day, the season arrived in the right place and the right time." [p. 36] and "Each white version of Indians came with its own form of haze." [p. 72] These two habits seem completely at odds with each other. Surely someone with such sharp criticism for others read over his own prose?
The chapter on Thoreau was almost the last straw. There's a long diversion on what a lousy birdwatcher Thoreau was (there's more than a hundred years of history here and only 163 pages, and yet the book still feels bloated). Sweeting makes an interesting point about Thoreau's conception of seasonal cycles using his writing as evidence. He then proceeds to ruin the effect at the end of the chapter by quoting Thoreau's probably apocryphal "last words" as if that were actual evidence to prove his point.… (plus d'informations)