We began with the proposer’s revelation that he had first
been led to the book by a friend who was a womanizer. Perhaps the friend had found a kindred spirit in one of the
book’s central characters, Tomas.
He revealed that Milan Kundera
has just had another book published (The Festival of Insignificance)– last year- at the age of 85. This was considered admirable, although
the book had not been well-received by critics apparently.
Our first commentator mentioned the disjointed nature of the
narrative – for example the early revelation of the ultimate death of Tomas and
Tereza in a car crash, which lent a poignancy to their relationship. We followed up with some debate about
the dreams in the book – and in particular whether or not the Petrin Hill
incident was a dream, since unlike the other dreams it was not explicitly
revealed to be such – only the nature of the events seemed unreal.
A general ignorance of Nietzche’s writings was acknowledged
amongst the group, although this did not prevent us discussing the concept of
multiple lives.
It was suggested
that the characters in the book were primarily pegs on which to hang
philosophical ideas. Kundera
explicity rejects the notion that his characters are anything other than
artefacts of his imagination. The
book perhaps falls into a grey area between novel and philosophy – occasionally
Kundera takes us off at a tangent (for example his discussion of kitsch).
However, we were nonetheless engaged by the four main characters as
believable human beings going through a variety of life events. It was also pointed out that Tereza’s
dog Karenin was dealt with seriously.
Among the more overtly profound exploration of themes such as betrayal
and love there was also attention paid to the relationships between people and
dogs.
One of our group had just watched the film adaptation of the
book, which Kundera had disliked and disowned. The film had more or less jettisoned the philosophical
material, but still, in the viewer’s opinion, created an interesting portrait
of the characters and their lives.
Someone described The Unbearable Lightness of Being as curate’s egg of a book (ie. ‘good in parts’) They had found it quite difficult to
read, and had not been as fully engaged by the characters as most of us. Tereza was widely agreed to be the most
appealing character, with her vulnerability and dependency on Tomas’s love.
Returning to the philosophical content of the book, one
reader suggested that it was like a firework show, with lots of colourful and
interesting ideas thrown up into the air.
Unlike a philosopher, a novelist has no obligation to follow his ideas
through to a logical conclusion.
He can simply scintillate.
We turned to the historical context of the book and talked
about Eastern Europe in general and the current Syrian refugee crisis of
2015. After this digression, we
wondered if the nature of the book itself encouraged digression (a clever
excuse for going off the point). A
member of the group brought us back on track, saying that the section of the
book that particularly engaged him was the part dealing with Russian
surveillance and their attempts to destroy Czech national feeling. The operations of the secret police
were well described. It was
pointed out that at the time Kundera was writing, there was no certainty that
the communist bloc would ever come to an end. Another reader found some of the most dramatic material in
the book in this context – for example the conversations around Tomas’s
possible retraction of his Oedipus article.
We were all amused by the remarks on academic dissertations
on obscure topics, their pages unvisited “even on All Souls’ Day”.
It was mentioned that feminists had frequently objected to
Kundera’s work . We wondered if
Tomas was a kind of male wish-fulfilment figure. It was pointed out that he seemed easy to please, being
contented as a surgeon, a window-cleaner, and latterly a country-dweller. Window-cleaning, with its frequent
opportunities for philandering, seemed to be best of all for him.
From this point, our conversational route became more of a
spaghetti junction. We got onto
the nature of happiness, and the influence of climate. All other things being equal, it was
suggested that living within the tropics was conducive to happiness. We then got onto the early youth of the
proposer, and then to his proposal that in his experience Eastern Europeans
were more intellectual than the British – ‘more thinkers than doers’. We had insufficient statistical
information to debate this further, but it took us onto the results of a
supposed survey (probably mythical) of the IQs of American presidents (high
score for Barack Obama here) and then onto the nature of Ghanaian Christian
beliefs. Having visited the west
coast of Africa, by way of the Czech Republic and the United States, it was but
a small further step into the Edinburgh night, as all the beer bottles were now
emptied.
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