Beautiful and damned book review
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I know — because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly, Dot, and when I got it it turned to dust in my hand. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned Its distinction as a classic endures to this day. This Side of Paradise is mostly a coming-of-age tale of a young romantic man with a promising background and his unfortunate affairs and expectations. In this regard, The Beautiful and Damned is a more comprehensive lookout at the moral landscape of the early Roaring Twenties or the Jazz Age as it is often portrayed. Two people, husband and wife, are equally guilty of an excessive indulgence in illusions and dreams.
I have a suspicion—which I should hate to have to defend with concrete evidence—that a lot of people in the kindly but cool October of life are pointing to Mr. Scott Fitzgerald as the interpreter of the "younger generation," and are reading him as someone who understands what they do not quite understand nor altogether like, but which fascinates them as May will, I suppose, always fascinate October. They view with alarm this youth whose slogan seems to them to be Freedom is a Bonfire, Come and Jump into it; they recall the crude cruel frankness of our twenties, the young drinking or dancing couples going through the motions of pleasure with faces passionately meaningless; they ruefully, perhaps enviously, accept what they take to be Fitzgerald's testimony and say to themselves, a little too self-consciously perhaps, Blessed be the ugly, for they shall not live on the seamy side of Paradise. As a member of a generation which here chooses to remain nameless, I insist that Mr. Fitzgerald is not a witness, and not an interpreter. His novel may have a contemporary ring and contemporary furniture, but his story is an old one.