Wise Blood – Flannery O’Connor

As is perhaps becoming apparent, I am largely indebted for my reading choices to the blogs and comments of others. Wise Blood is no exception. Richard’s review, unfortunately no longer available, was an excellent advocate for the book (and he may at some point have suggested a shared quality with the works of Cormac McCarthy. Which would always be a strong incentive for me.)

In the dysfuntional, dislocated characters; the grim environs; religious preoccupation; even the terse (if punctuated) dialogue; I found McCarthy, and consequently liked this book very much.

Hazel Motes is returning from military service abroad to his home state of Tennessee. It becomes swiftly obvious that Jesus is an essential constituent of these people’s lives, although many of them lack sufficient understanding to question or assess that in which they profess to believe.

Hazel however, has come home changed. Despite his background (a preacher grandfather and a God-fearing upbringing), he is determined to renounce Jesus, and driven to convert others to the ‘Church without Christ.’  Hazel’s loss of faith is never explicitly explained.  It hinges on the question of redemption through blood, but in a flashback it is revealed that as a child he practiced redemptive suffering in expatiation of his own sins.  It is perhaps a fair deduction that the blood of the Great War has been seen by Hazel as mass reparation, negating any belief in a redemption freely given.

As Hazel travels homewards he is forced to assert several times that where he has come from has no bearing on his final destination, but it clearly does.  Ironically, Hazel has chosen to dress in a suit and a dark broad-brimmed hat, and is continually mistaken, which infuriates him, for a preacher. 

Arriving in the city Hazel meets Asa Hawkes; a suspiciously blind preacher of generally suspicious character, and Enoch Emery, a young man of limited understanding.  Both of these characters represent different aspects of the potential of religion.  In the former, the abuse of the faith of others for gain, in the latter, a slavish belief in, and unquestioning duty to, a capricious higher power. 

Asa Hawkes appears to be the catalyst that causes Hazel to follow the precendent of the preacher’s hat, and begin to preach the tenets of his ‘Church Without Christ.’

Sight is a recurring motif in the novel.  Preacher hats are used to cover eyes; reference is made to a variety of spectacles, none of which clarify vision; there is blindness and a throw away reference to Saul of Tarsus.

‘ “I like his eyes,” she observed. “They don’t look like they see what he’s looking at but they keep on looking.” ‘

Consider also Hazel’s name: Motes. 

Matthew 7:3 – And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?

As Hazel attempts to eradicate faith in Jesus from the lives of others his name seems to carry an ironic significance.

The entire book is replete with religious symbolism:

‘Haze opened the extra door, expecting it to be a closet. It opened out onto a drop of about thirty feet and looked down into a narrow bare back yard where the garbage was collected. There was a plank nailed across the door frame at knee level to keep anyone from falling out. […] She was looking down into the drop too. “It used to be a fire escape there,’ she said,’but I don’t know what happened to it.” ‘

The plank and nails have a distinct significance in the context of the novel; and do they, or do they not, sound wholly inadequate to the purposes of salvation?  Wonderful symbolism, but does it reflect the message of the book or is it intended to cast light on Hazel’s mentality?

Hazel’s campaign gains impetus from his oppostion to Hawkes, but things start to go wrong when Hazel discovers the perfidy of the false preacher. Further, Hazel is dogged by Shoats, a second false preacher who attempts to usurp Hazel’s own movement. When Shoats innocently, but incorrectly, refers to the ‘Holy Church of Christ without Christ’ the paradoxical notion that Hazel needs Christ in order to renounce him is reinforced.

In the meantime Enoch is providing some of the humour of the story, which is more abundant than one might suppose. Irritated by his landlady’s painting of a ‘smug’ moose, which hangs in his lodgings, Enoch taunts it with his own painting which:

‘pictured a lady wearing a rubber tyre and it hung directly across from the moose on the opposite wall. He left it where it was, pretty certain that the moose only pretended not to see it.’

Enoch Emery’s story abruptly ends at this point. Subject to the bidding of his twisted spirituality he provides Hazel, unbidden, with a false jesus (which is ultimately hurled into the metaphorical hell of the failed fire escape.) Enoch anticipates a reward. Bizarrely, given his hatred of animals, he retreats into the semblance of a gorilla. In an earlier scene there is a reference to the eyes of the gorilla suit:

‘…a change came in his eyes: an ugly pair of human ones moved closer and squinted at Enoch from behind the celluloid pair.’

Ultimately Enoch sees with the eyes of the beast and perhaps achieves thus what Hazel cannot.

(Enoch is also a name with biblical connotations. Having tracked down Enoch (the grandfather of Noah) it transpires that there is a Book of Enoch. Although quoted in the Bible it is thought to be falsely attributed, and not inspired by God. A fantastical religious addendum.)

As human agencies conspire against Hazel he resolves to start again elsewhere. In a final disaster, his car, which appears to run on faith alone, fails; a result of a destructive intervention of human authority.

The story ends with Hazel once again practicing redemptive suffering for his sin. Ironically, at this point his ‘church’ finally attracts a disciple, in the cheerfully agnostic character of his landlady. But which church?

My first response to this novel was to interpret it as an exploration of the inevitable corruption of a religion administered through human agency. Facile. It is not obvious to me what a reader might be reasonably expected to conclude at the end of this book. But while I was tracing the biblical references I found the following verse, which describes Saul’s modus operandi before his blinding and subsequent reincarnation as Paul:

Acts 26:11 – And I punished them oft in every synagogue, and compelled them to blaspheme; and being exceedingly mad against them, I persecuted them even unto strange cities.

[Edited for broken links: 28.2.11]

4 thoughts on “Wise Blood – Flannery O’Connor

  1. Sarah,

    I enjoyed this book when I read it years ago, but did not love it. I do, however, love your review. I applaud your careful attention to the text, your excellent research (or memory), and the way you pulled it together in a very engaging way.

    Flannery O’Connor was, of course, notoriously religious (Roman Catholic) and this comes through in her writing. Her work and this novel in particular would appeal, I believe, to those with in interest in (at least) religious belief, if they do not believe themselves. Also, a strong grounding in Christianity is probably helpful to catch her references, as you so ably demonstrate.

    On first reading Wise Blood, I found it to be a little too preachy. What I mean is, I felt like Flannery O’Connor was trying to convey a message, to convert (not necessarily to Christianity) her readers. This may be my own idiosyncratic reading of Wise Blood, but did you get that sense at all? Her literary style is excellent and she has a beautiful eye for detail, but I have not felt compelled to read another of her novels after this one.

    • Kerry, thank you for your kind words.

      I wonder if, at the time of reading Wise Blood, you were already pursuing your theism/atheism discussions? It could be one of those books that you would like better at a different point in your life. Or not!

      In discussion elsewhere it was suggested that the religious implications of this book are not precisely defined, and I would agree. I cannot think that the text was preachy or evangelical, because I take the position that the book isn’t about faith or theology; it is concerned with the reactions of people ill-equipped to handle total immersion in Christianity. Some of those manifestations of religion are portrayed humourously, others are ugly.

      Whilst I found the message ultimately redemptive (if cruel), universal redemption was not a given. And the story could be interpreted as the impossibility of breaking free of indoctrination.

      I was disappointed to discover that her oeuvre is not extensive, as I am keen to read more.

      Thanks for the discussion!

      Sarah

  2. Sarah, can I say that I agree wholeheartedly with Kerry’s praise for your superb review. You have written clearly and insightfully about a complex and provocative book. It seems to lend itself to the rich and fruitful interpretations of its parts, as your very illuminating response to the missing fire escape shows, but I agree that it doesn’t seem willing to lend itself to any obvious conclusions.

    Is that the point though? It is a book that closes where it opens. At the beginning the lady on the train looks into Hazes’s eyes and recoils from their empty blackness. At the end his landlady, whose viewpoint we now share, looks into his dead eyes and sees a white light. Clearly something ineffable as happened but, whether we understand it or not, maybe simply acknowledging its advent is enough.

    • Thank you, Richard. I think it is worth pointing out that you had previously spoken of this book several times, and my ‘insight’ had received a not inconsiderable push in the right direction.

      I like your observation regarding the change in Hazel’s eyes between the beginning and the end of the book. I did think briefly about the significance of eyes, but didn’t pursue it to a meaningful conclusion. But it is there, another train of thought to follow, if not conclude; but being made to think and reflect is sufficient.

      As I may have mentioned previously, I am grateful that you brought Wise Blood to my attention. I would be amazed if I did not return to this book at some point in the future, and it is a happy reflection that I may expect to find a further wealth of meaning.

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