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Book Review: The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides

 Book Review: The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides


It is the 1980s, and semiotic theory has infiltrated the hallowed halls of Americas ivy league universities, bringing with it its anarchic reconstructions, critical symbolism, and its anaemic, black-clad supporters. Drawn by the promise of greener grass and the potential to be part of a lit-crit elite, English major Madeleine Hanna has done the unthinkable, the parliamentary equivalent of crossing the floor that is the literal crossing of the campus. She has left the familiar, fusty nest of her English literature lecture theatres to seek out this business of signs and signifiers and embedded modality.

This rebellious academic act, one of few available to those going to uni in the moneymaking eighties, something that rather lacked a certain radicalism, is an epiphany of sorts for Madeleine. She is, after all,'positive, privileged, sheltered, exemplary person, one whose background means that her future is one that is languid and non-urgent. The worst that might happen if her vaguely desired career in Austen studies does not eventuate is that she might move back home, to the bedroom that her mother, heaven forbid, might have redecorated (indeed, by wallpapering over the current Ludwig Bemelman Madeline, of I may be very small, but inside Im tall fame, theme. Prescient.).

But Madeleines semiotics class is not enlightening and vista-stretching in the way that she might have imagined. (Or at least not for her. The eyebrowless Thurston Meems, a boy who introduces himself with Um, lets see. Im finding it hard to introduce myself, actually, because the whole idea of social introductions is so problematised surely has an exciting semester in front of him: I read'Of Grammatology last summer, and it blew my mind, he says.) The hatred unleashed upon her beloved literature by semiotic theorists engenders in her a feeling that these individuals had likely been unpopular or even bullied as a child, and sends her sneakily back to her nineteenth-century literature closet. How wonderful it was when one sentence followed logically from the sentence before! What exquisite guilt she felt, wickedly enjoying narrative! There were going to be people in [the book]. Something was going to happen to them in a place resembling the world.

However, though Madeleines literature classes set at her feet all manner of Austen-era irresistible and gloomy fictional bedfellows, whom she adores despite her socialised habit to avoiding unstable people, its her semiotics class in which she meets the brilliant and troubled Leonard Bankhead (a bandanna-wearing character who has been widely likened to David Foster Wallace. Eugenides, at least at the talk I attended, denies this). A manic depressive, Leonard cycles through times of exuberant brilliance and crippling despair, the sheer weight of his personality dragging Madeleine along with him throughout the process.

Madeleines love troubles, it turns out, had begun at a time when the French theory she was reading deconstructed the very notion of love. No matter how much she attempts to liberate herself from its tyranny by viewing it merely as the cultural construction semiotic theory purports it to be, its Madeleines English major heart that guides her: The'magnolia trees hadnt read Roland Barthes. They didnt think love was a mental state.

This, of course, isnt the only literary question with which Madeleine is wrestling. Her honours thesis is on the topic of the marriage plot, something that her lecturer argues has become redundant in modern times.'Sexual equality, good for women, had been bad for the novel. And divorce had undone it completely. What would it matter whom Emma married if she could file for separation later?Marriage didnt mean much any more, and neither did the novel.

Where, we are asked, can the marriage plot be found in a world that has moved beyond it?'Can it, perchance, be found in a book entitled'The Marriage Plot?

This question is raised in the novels first act, told from Madeleines point of view, and lingers throughout the looping, wayward set of narrative leaps the novel circumspectly follows; its finally returned to with force once more at the books conclusion. The middle of the novel, however, that by which this thesis is bookended, is given over not to Madeleine, but to her boyfriend Leonard (who promptly becomes Madeleines madwoman in the attic) and his fascinating experiments with, of all things, yeast; and to her'man-in-the-wings Mitchell Grammaticus, a man whose name says it all, really, and who jet-sets about the world on a pseudo-religious pilgrimage that involves discussing religion with an austere exchange student (its teleological and bogus) and'even involves a brief stay with Mother Theresa. Until his sense of hygiene overwhelms him.

While Leonard ponders the mysteries of the human condition through his examinations of yeast (even in the emotion-free broth of the agar broth, the haploid cells seemed to take their solitary condition as undesirable, he muses, enthralled), Madeleine lurks in the background, attempting to reconcile her feminist leanings with her love of Austenite literature, and proudly enduring their relationship:

The experience of watching Leonard get better was like reading certain difficult books. It was like plowing through late James, or the pages about agrarian reform in Anna Karenina, until you suddenly got to a good part again, which kept on getting better and better until you were so enthralled that you were almost'grateful'for the previous dull stretch because it increased your eventual pleasure.

Though we do see a marriage, and a separation, and some other bits and pieces besides, it seems that The Marriage Plot is less a novel of marriage, or of which of the two men will (or wont) end up with our Madeleine: its more one of growing up. When the relevance of the marriage plot is debated within the novel, one imagines that its less to do with the ability to get divorced, or to live by ones own means, but more to do with the fact that marriage is not longer equated with becoming an adult in ones own life. The marriage that we do see seems to change nothing: those involved are merely ageing children scarcely able to deal with finding a place to live or to go about finding a job. Its not that feminism has changed the context of marriage (although surely it has), but its that the context in which marriage occurs has changed so drastically. Childhood now endures well beyond the use-by date of those'Ludwig Bemelman illustrations, and well past, if Madeleines sister is any indication, the having of children. Theres a sense of temporariness about heading out there into the big bad world: a sense that, unlike in times of old, one can turn back home if the grass isnt as green as it seemsjust like Madeleine and her foray into semiotics.

Its telling when Mitchell delights over his final university essay, a religious studies examination, in which he keeps bending his answers towards their practical application [because] he wanted to know why he was here, and how to live. This is appended, tongue-in-cheek, with: It was the perfect way to end your college career.

The Marriage Plot'has received mixed reviews, and in a way, this doesnt surprise me. Its a novel about vain, terribly dull and entitled middle-class Americans, a novel filled with verbosely rendered descriptions of incomprehensible figures of academia (College wasnt like the real world. In the real world people dropped names based on their renown. In college, people dropped names based on their obscurity.), a novel that feels rehearsed and over-polished, and which is very often over the top (see scene involving Leonards running about a casino in a cape). But theres so much wryness here, so much self-aware piss-taking and hermeneutic delight, that you know that Eugenides is having a grand old time of it all. The whole thing was beginning to look fairly comical and Shakespearean: Larry loved Mitchell, who loved Madeleine, who loved Leonard Bankhead, our narrator says at one point; at another, Leonard, a man who dreams of becoming an adjective, argues that ones mother killing herself is not a literary trope. Its a novel that exists beyond itself and within itself, and its superb.

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  1. Book Review: The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides

  2. I loved this book. That was exactly how I felt discovering literary theory as a Lit student, and Leonard broke my heart. I think I had a much more emotional reaction to the book than you did: it just hit a very tender spot for me. Great dissection of the novel though. :)
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    • Stephanie /

      Oh yes, as a linguistics major who had to do several semiotics subjects, I was nodding along the whole way. Those were my classes! Those were my classmates!

      I felt very much for Madeleine, though in many ways I didnt want to. Her deliciously awkward descriptions of sex and intimacy, and those painful declarations of love that were thrown back into her faceEugenides, so perfectly accurate in his descriptions, really hit a nerve for me.

  3. A friend of mine insists I read this book. And now reading this tells me its one I shouldnt miss. Some of the quotes sound much like the style of Julian Barnes. I loved the part where in college, people dropped names based on their obscurity. Gold.
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    • Stephanie /

      I adored the writing style in this one. Its quite honestly hilarious. I had such a hard time picking quotes for this review, as Id annotated roughly half the book when reading!

      I do hope you get a chance to read it. :) I have Middlesex to read as well, and Im definitely looking forward to it after this.

  4. Im terrible at being pretentious if I havent read any Jeffrey Eugenides
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