
Just finished reading 'The Outsider' by Albert Camus. It's a quick read that centers around a character who is lacking in basic human emotions and ends up suffering all the more for having this condition. The second half of The Outsider makes up for the first half, which I found slightly boring. The book is widely hailed as a masterpiece but I found the style of writing a little stilted. Despite the occasional flash of brilliance, I came away from the book somewhat disappointed, having expected more. As a standalone piece of work, I can only give it 3.5 stars out of 5.
However, I raise this to 4.5 out of 5 after reading a handful of the reviews and analysis of the book. I do this not because The Outsider is widely praised by others (although it is), but for the issues it raises, the debate is generates, and the enquiries it makes, touching on:
* Existentialism (though Camus says he is not an existentialist)
* The theory of the absurd (with respect to life, death, society)
* Determinism / non-determinism
* Being truthful and the role of lying to ourselves and to other in everyday life, especially with respect to expressing emotion
Talking heads can add extra layers of complexity and depth to almost any work of art, but in this case, I can see quite clearly how all these issues are touched on to differing degrees. However, I can't give the book 5 out of 5 because it failed to get me thinking about these issues on its own - whether the fault lies with the book or the reader is an interesting question, but you can guess where I, the reader, place the blame!
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Here's a good bit of insight on The Outsider from Albert Camus himself (via the Guardian):
In his own afterword to a 1955 edition of the book, Camus wrote: "A long time ago, I summed up The Outsider in a sentence which I realise is extremely paradoxical. 'In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.' I simply meant that the hero of the book is condemned because he doesn't play the game ... He refuses to lie. Lying is not only saying what isn't true. It is also, in fact especially, saying more than is true and, in the case of the human heart, saying more than one feels. We all do it, every day, to make life simpler. But Meursault, contrary to appearances, doesn't want to make life simpler. He says what he is, he refuses to hide his feelings and society immediately feels threatened. For example, he is asked to say that he regrets his crime, in time-honoured fashion. He replies that he feels more annoyance about it than true regret. And it is this nuance that condemns him."