an eudæmonist

cavilling

A nice girl
‘Her aunt knows she is a nice girl because she fell asleep reading Jurgen

I keep trying to come up with something in favor of the works of James Branch Cabell, something to defend him against his detractors, whose criticisms seemed lodged in personal distaste rather seasoned appreciation – which is not to say that they are unjustified.1 The obscenity trial regarding Jurgen gave Cabell a notoriety he neither deserved nor wanted, and the books on the whole are more satisfactory when one does not need to worry about defending them. Indeed, there is nothing to say in their favor save that I found their brittle cleverness pleasing, and that they possess the sort of charm which is, as perhaps it should be, entirely out of fashion.

  1. Cabell’s conception of his ability to engage in sustainable world building were sadly misguided, as the overarching dullness of The Biography of the Life of Manuel adequately demonstrates.

« ::

ego hoc feci mm–MMXVI • cc 2000–2016 M.F.C.