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LITERATURE: Blindness – Finale

Why did we become blind, I don't know, perhaps one day we'll find out, Do you want me to tell you what I think, Yes, do, I don't think we did go blind, I think we are blind, Blind but … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – About Writing

There is an interesting passage about the ability to continue writing while blind. The group has stopped at the first blind man's home to find a writer living there with his family–the blind are moving around like gypsies drawn by … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Borders of Another Kind

After (I don't know) days of living confined to the institution, a purposely-set fire kills some inmates but the others must somehow escape or burn to death and it is at this point where the doctor's wife tells the others … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – What’s the Impetus, What’s the Straw?

As with all apocalyptic or disaster stories the characters face obstacles that force them to face themselves first. The name of the game is always survival. The ethics involve personal versus community, wrong versus right considering circumstances (something that ethics … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Poking the Reader in the Eye with a Sharp Stick

Cormac McCarthy does that; just when you round a bend you see a tree that looks a little odd… What Saramago does however is to get the reader riled up on his own and then calm him down. I have … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Struggles and Morals

With a small group of men–all from one ward–taking over the distribution of food and demanding payment of all valuables (and, they have a gun), there naturally comes about a societal structure different from the outside world as well as … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Credibility

Maybe it's just because I'm in a pissy mood, but I'm not buying this story. For one thing, Saramago is rather particular about numbers and distances and yet I can't quite grasp how two wings of three wards each, each … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Themes

There is, of course, as with all stories about epidemics or devastation of some sort, the ethical and moral questions that come up when man's nature is questioned in a survival situation. From the very beginning of the book when … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Verisimilitude

Very odd, when you think about it, that we even use such a term and seek it in the fiction we read. Fiction, after all, should allow for anything the imagination can dream up. In setting up a storyworld, however, … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Exposition

There is a very interesting and intense method in which the heart of the story is being laid out in these opening chapters. The characters are linked by chance meetings, then each, almost as if infected by virus, become subject … Continue reading Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – Opening Thoughts on Conflict and Style

Saramago starts off the story in a familiar place, in traffic stopped at a red light. We begin to feel the restlessness of the drivers, the pedestrians, the anxiety that comes naturally with watching movement that at intervals, comes to … Continue reading Continue reading

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