Nadja : Love or An attachment to survive the lows of life?

 I found Nadja interesting because I felt that it had some similarities with Proust in how the story utilizes a lot of internal monologue and internal thought processes. This parallel of self-identity and figuring out memories is intriguing. Putting these two books together, it made me think about how difficult it is to examine life from a retrospective lens. In Nadja, Breton is an unfulfilled character who seems to have lost himself as a person. This is evident through the opening of the novel, “Who am I?” This further highlights his conflict of identity and uneasiness of how his life is transpiring. This unfulfilled nature stems from how he recounts his life and his failing marriage. The lengthy syntax and structure of his thoughts mirrors how lost he feels in life. I think meeting Nadja was a turning point in his life because he needed something to hold onto, to tell him to keep going in his life. That’s why he was so fascinated and “in love” with Nadja. She was refreshing and something different to his life. Breton even was intrigued by how she looked and poised herself. This is evident through the quote, “perhaps still ten feet away, (...) a young, poorly dressed woman walking toward me. (...) She carried her head high, unlike everyone else on the sidewalk. And she looked so delicate she scarcely seemed to touch the ground as she walked” (64). Through the lecture, it was discussed how Breton distinguished Nadja physically from other people on the street, indicating how allured he was by him. However, it made me wonder if this was actually true love that Breton had for her. From a different perspective, it made me think about how he needed her to be different for him to have some meaning towards his love. His bleak life had nothing for him and perhaps this was his coping mechanism to feel that he had more in life. He utilized his “love” for Nadja to seek more out of life. Personally, I haven’t been in love before, but people have said that love, especially the initial stages of it makes you see the world in a different way. Everything seems more possible and it’s easier to go through the hardships in life because we see everything from a rose-tinted perspective. Perhaps this was his way to search more from his life and get out of his sinking lows of life. Discussion question : Did Nadja ever truly love Breton? Or was he just a form of coping mechanism from her mental state, too?


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  1. "His bleak life had nothing for him and perhaps this was his coping mechanism to feel that he had more in life." We should also consider Parisian life at the time, and how Nadja's relationship with the narrator intertwines with it.

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  2. Yes, this is a good point! Perhaps he didn't love her, and rather was more intrigued by how distinct she was from others in the way she carried herself and spoke.

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  3. Hey, I really like your take on Breton's writing and its similarity to Proust. I hadn't considered this as I went into the novel, but I see your point now. I also agree with another student who commented on here in saying that Breton was not in love with Nadja herself, but her uniqueness. I think the idea of her and what she represents (surrealism) is what he fell in love with, which is an ideology that-- though one she embodies-- is outside of her.

    To answer your question, I believe neither one of them loved each other. Breton loved her for her way of life, and she loved him for all that he could give. He was just another part of her surrealist lifestyle.

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  4. This was a wonderful read, I felt that it was a form of toxic love which degrades both parties. Breton was more in love with his idea of Nadja, rather than actually Nadja for who she is.

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  5. "He utilized his 'love' for Nadja to seek more out of life." Yes, I think this is true. But (as I try to say in my lecture), he becomes worried also that Nadja may also (quite literally with the incident in the car) be the death of him. So what takes you towards life can also take you towards death...

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  6. I really like your comparison to Proust! Both feel so inward-looking, like we’re stuck inside someone’s head while they try to make sense of themselves. To your question, I’m not sure Nadja truly loved Breton in the way he imagined. It feels more like they were both using each other to cope in different ways. Breton needed meaning and direction, and Nadja became that symbol for him. On Nadja’s side, Breton might’ve just been someone who listened, noticed her, and briefly grounded her during a really unstable time. So instead of love, it feels more like mutual dependence shaped by loneliness and mental fragility.

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