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Sanctuary
A powerful novel examining the nature of evil, informed by the works of T. S. Eliot and Freud, mythology, local lore, and hardboiled detective fiction, Sanctuary is the dark, at times brutal, story of the kidnapping of Mississippi debutante Temple Drake, who introduces her own form of venality into the Memphis underworld where she is being held.
Paperback, The Corrected Text, 326 pages
Published
December 6th 1993
by Vintage
(first published 1931)
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OK, Im going to be honest and tell you how I feel about Faulkner.....Fuck Faulkner. No, seriously, fuck him! Im sorry, he's got a lot of street cred. but his books are slow and dull and do not capture the reader at all within the first chapter (I have the attention span of a fish). This is ground for dismissal on my part. I tried reading this one and "The Sound and Fury" and even though they sounded awesome, within the first chapter I couldn't read anymore. His work is like nails on a chalkboard...more
This is considered one of Faulkner's more accessible books. He said he wrote it "just for the money". It is easier to read than many others. My problem with Faulkner is, he makes me feel dumb. I have trouble following his narratives, always have. Sometimes he can go for several pages of dialog between two characters and never refer to the identity of the person speaking. Is this deliberate? Anyway, I only had trouble with one part of this book. There is a character named Red who shows up and get...more
I am into writing my second book. The plot is semi-developed. I like it like that because depending on how the characters come to life a lot of flexibility is required. My stories
shape up best when I can inhabit the characters and identify with what makes them tick and as of last week things were moving slowly.
The reason may be because unlike my first one, “Humpty Dumpty Was Pushed” where one of the subjects featured was the world of hip hop, which I was completely familiar with from my work as...more
shape up best when I can inhabit the characters and identify with what makes them tick and as of last week things were moving slowly.
The reason may be because unlike my first one, “Humpty Dumpty Was Pushed” where one of the subjects featured was the world of hip hop, which I was completely familiar with from my work as...more
This was my first Faulkner (I know I know!) and maybe not the best choice for a first impression. In book club I learned it was considered a "pot boiler" and was one of his best sellers, probably because of the sex and booze included. (But not sexy sex in case that intrigued you). I'm told that of Faulkner's work, this is a more plot driven novel, although our group agreed not the most pleasant of plots. That said, the writing gives the reader a strong sense of place, and many passages are absol...more
this book made me hate reading just a little bit. i had to read this in a college lit course, and the prof even explained in the beginning how this was a book that faulkner put out just to make some quick dough. man does it show. it's just a really lame book, and i forever lost respect for that particlar prof for assigning it....and he continued to live up to my lack of respect in every other class i took from him (bad grade on a first draft of a mark twain essay....changed the main topic over t...more
Aug 09, 2007
Celisa Steele
rated it
3 of 5 stars
Recommends it for:
those already familiar with Faulkner
I think The Sound and Fury and Absalom, Absalom are great books; Sanctuary is a good book. That's why I said I'd recommend Sanctuary to those already familiar with Faulkner. That said, on the other side of the coin, Sanctuary could be like Faulkner with training wheels, as I think the strong plot helps carry readers along despite his obfuscatory style. There aren't as many beatiful lyrical passages in Sanctuary as in The Sound and Fury and Absalom, Absalom either (assuming I'm remembering correc...more
A Barely Coherent Mystery (2013)
Faulkner, William (1931). Sanctuary. New York: Vintage.
Often billed as Faulkner’s commercial whodunit, this novel hovers on the edge of unintelligibility throughout. But, it’s a “classic,” so what do I know.
The basic story: Temple Drake, a young, well-off college student in Prohibition-era Mississippi, is a wild party girl. Her drunken boyfriend takes them both to a bootlegger deep in the woods to get some drink. He becomes fall-down drunk, gets beaten up by the o...more
Faulkner, William (1931). Sanctuary. New York: Vintage.
Often billed as Faulkner’s commercial whodunit, this novel hovers on the edge of unintelligibility throughout. But, it’s a “classic,” so what do I know.
The basic story: Temple Drake, a young, well-off college student in Prohibition-era Mississippi, is a wild party girl. Her drunken boyfriend takes them both to a bootlegger deep in the woods to get some drink. He becomes fall-down drunk, gets beaten up by the o...more
This book is supposed to be Faulkner's potboiler-his answer to the depression era pulps. But Faulkner can't really be trusted with any explanation of his own as the cold, hard truth. He was a fabricator, through and through. For me, this 'potboiler' gets a 3 1/2 stars because it's Faulkner and because it's layered and interesting. But, it's also cheap and brutal. I think he would agree. That's why we get an excuse from Faulkner saying he wrote this relative to the sort of stuff that was being so...more
Frankly, this novel is a hot mess. The prose is uneven (and some of it is just plain clunky), due possibly to the circumstances of its composition and eventual publication (according to Polk, the novel was written after the publication of _Sartoris_ [_Flags in the Dust_], but was rejected for publication until after _The Sound and the Fury_ and _As I Lay Dying_ were published; my own personal feeling about this is that parts of the novel may date even further back in Faulkner's career, perhaps a...more
SANCTUARY by William Faulkner was first accorded mixed reviews when it was published in 1931, and most critics still agree it is not one of Faulkner's finest novels. It was later made into the sensationalized movie of the same name starring the late Lee Remick as the antagonist Temple Drake. She is raped, and subsequently taken to a brothel by the evil Popeye Doyle, a half-breed freak, who, to put it delicately, is one of the lowest on the genetic totem pole of humanity: more animal than human....more
“There was a mirror behind her and another behind me, and she was watching herself in the one behind me, forgetting about the other one in which I could see her face, see her watching the back of my head with pure dissimulation. That’s why nature is ‘she’ and Progress is ‘he’: nature made the grape arbor, but Progress invented the mirror.” (14-15) “You’re not being tried by common sense,” Horace said. “You’re being tried by a jury.” (128) “I could even tell her I had a puncture,” Horace said. “t...more
Jul 16, 2011
Veronica
rated it
3 of 5 stars
Recommends it for:
anyone who likes dark literature or work focusing on the most base of the human race
Extremely strange. I had never read anything by Faulkner but decided I probably should, because having a Lit degree but only being able to quote contemporary supernatural P.I. noir novels is probably frowned upon by the more academically oriented literature fan. The description was brilliant yet extremely repetitive at times. In some paragraphs he will use the same word or phrase more than three times, and I'm not sure if it was to drive a simple point home or just because he preferred the phras...more
Wow, I never knew Faulkner could be like this. Considered his potboiler, this is extreme southern gothic. There is incredible imagery that amounts to lewd posturing that could easily have been done in comic book form, such as a fat sweaty man peeping through a keyhole while the villian, never without his hat, silently lights a cigarette and, standing over him, edges the flame closer and closer to the man's sweaty neck. Every description reaches to be as wretched as possible. Faulkner can still r...more
I picked up Sanctuary at a used bookstore for $3.00. "Faulkner for three bucks? It's in good condition, why not?" When I got home and read about the book, I frowned and set it aside, forgotten for a month and a half or so.
Faulkner, in an early introduction to the book, called it a potboiler - a book he wrote for purely commercial reasons. He said that he wrote it quickly, to meet current trends. Critical response was negative. Hemingway called it "blown-up and no good". Goodreads response has fo...more
Faulkner, in an early introduction to the book, called it a potboiler - a book he wrote for purely commercial reasons. He said that he wrote it quickly, to meet current trends. Critical response was negative. Hemingway called it "blown-up and no good". Goodreads response has fo...more
Днес посегнах на Фокнър. Посегнах към това, което беше най-близо до креслото, а това за съжаление се оказа криминален роман. Единственият му криминален роман. Този тип литература ме изнервя, ядосва и отегчава със своето старание да замаскира, винаги изненадващия финал. Щом кралят-Конан Дойл със своя Холмс не можаха да ме задържат повече от 2 разказа, то какво да говорим за автор, на който жанрът му е чужд.
За моя изненада, това се оказа съвсем порядъчна книга с доста банална история, разбира се...more
За моя изненада, това се оказа съвсем порядъчна книга с доста банална история, разбира се...more
In reading this book, I find myself crystallizing so many of the impressions of Faulkner that I've been kicking around the past year in which I've been consistently reading him. Bottom line is: I don't like him. I've tried. But I don't like him. He offers these flashes of excellence, only to bog the whole thing down in artistic blather that muddies his own water. In Sanctuary, he wrote "the most horrible story he could think of" in an attempt to sell books out of sheer controversy. It *is* a hor...more
this was the first faulkner book that i didn't come away from feeling like i'd just witnessed some of the grossest human behavior ever, which is weird knowing that this book does, in fact, contain some of the grossest human behavior. the "hard-boiled detective" element of the story sort of glossed it over for me, making the book feel like a film more so than a nasty faulkner riddle.
my initial reaction has since changed.
there are many, many ways to look at the characters, their relationships, and...more
my initial reaction has since changed.
there are many, many ways to look at the characters, their relationships, and...more
Otra vez Faulkner. Todo un reto, me lo tiene que leer Fernando. Ver veremos, dijo un ciego, nunca mejor dicho.
Travesura realizada.
Me cuesta mucho no poner spoilers, si alguien, incompresniblemente lee esto, por por favor, que tenga cuidado.
Me ha encantado. Recién lo acabé estaba dispuesta a jurar que era el mejor libro que había leído en mi vida. Ahora ya lo voy situando en mi escala pero me sigue gustando mucho.
Sigo dándole vueltas a una cuestión. ¿Qué quiso contarnos aquí? Es decir, la histori...more
Travesura realizada.
Me cuesta mucho no poner spoilers, si alguien, incompresniblemente lee esto, por por favor, que tenga cuidado.
Me ha encantado. Recién lo acabé estaba dispuesta a jurar que era el mejor libro que había leído en mi vida. Ahora ya lo voy situando en mi escala pero me sigue gustando mucho.
Sigo dándole vueltas a una cuestión. ¿Qué quiso contarnos aquí? Es decir, la histori...more
i have mixed feelings about this novel.
first and foremost, faulkner is an amazing stylist. it feels like i slip off into an alternate universe each time i read him. faulkner doesn't tell stories; he creates climates. there's something earthy and visceral about his language, and it was interesting to see it applied to pulpier material than i'm used to (i've only read the sound and the fury and as i lay dying otherwise). a fairly thick plot is lurking beneath all of sanctuary's style, even if it's...more
first and foremost, faulkner is an amazing stylist. it feels like i slip off into an alternate universe each time i read him. faulkner doesn't tell stories; he creates climates. there's something earthy and visceral about his language, and it was interesting to see it applied to pulpier material than i'm used to (i've only read the sound and the fury and as i lay dying otherwise). a fairly thick plot is lurking beneath all of sanctuary's style, even if it's...more
May 22, 2012
Andrew
added it
This books starts off so strong (namely, everything that goes on at the Old Frenchman homestead; as much as the first third or even close to half of the text), then just turns into “Noir Cliches: The Novel.” Because it’s faulkner, the cliches are mingled with that trademark grotesque, which is so powerful elsewhere – but here, most of the time, it just comes off as bizarre and tiresome. After a while, there’s just too much mediocrity here to take the work seriously as a whole. There’s also some...more
Nov 05, 2012
Victor Dumais
rated it
1 of 5 stars
Recommends it for:
Misanthropes and anybody who feels a little too happy
I wish I had more thumbs. This book is an empty stomach-nothing but misery. Best not enjoyed.
I have many qualms with Faulkner.
1. Nobody ever makes a good decision. Everything everybody does is either selfish, motivated by unkind intentions, or caused by a misinterpretation of the true state of things.
2. No, I do not appreciate your run-ons. I don't care if they're art.
3. If you think about it, none of the characters do anything outright. Shit like "...he said, neither speaking aloud nor to h...more
I have many qualms with Faulkner.
1. Nobody ever makes a good decision. Everything everybody does is either selfish, motivated by unkind intentions, or caused by a misinterpretation of the true state of things.
2. No, I do not appreciate your run-ons. I don't care if they're art.
3. If you think about it, none of the characters do anything outright. Shit like "...he said, neither speaking aloud nor to h...more
It's almost hard to describe what this book is about, without giving away spoilers. Sanctuary starts off with a well-to-do man from the city stumbling across a ramshackle farmhouse where moonshine is being made. From there, the story spirals off to include Temple (a rich and popular teenage girl), Mrs. Goodwin (the moonshiner's common law wife), and Popeye (a deranged misfit). Their paths continue to cross as the book goes on; sometimes for good, sometimes for bad.
Faulkner is fast becoming one o...more
Faulkner is fast becoming one o...more
Faulkner is a brilliant writer, perhaps one of the best. The story line is not for the faint hearted. There are a number of major questions looming, but personally, I'm not even going to bother with them. I often found myself completely taken by the poetry of Faulkners sentences and paragraphs, that had the author been any less of a writer then the book would be one of the worst ever written. Yes, it is a very fine and balanced art. I only stopped reading it 10 minutes ago so it is all too fresh...more
I'm giving this 3 stars because ... well, because it's Faulkner, right? But if I'm truthful I'm not sure I would give this 1 star if his name wasn't on the cover. I'm not even sure it would get published if his name wasn't on the cover!Perhaps I'm intimidated by this master wordsmith or maybe I believe I'm not smart enough to 'get' this author? Ummm ... no, that's not it. I've read most of Faulkner's work and this one is just ... sub par.
The sad part is that I believe this could have been a fab...more
The sad part is that I believe this could have been a fab...more
Well I found Sanctuary to be a great novel, even though the author claims in the introduction that the work is a 'potboiler' (a piece written solely for financial gain). This southern gothic tale moves between backwoods Mississippi farms and a decadent Memphis underworld during the prohibition period. An idealist lawyer trying to correct injustice, a shady underworld sociopath, a beautiful well bred college girl caught with a bad crowd, a corrupt state senator and hillbilly moonshiners are just...more
Temple Drake, college girl from a well-to-do family, gets herself in trouble by going on a date with an older townie. The townie’s alcoholic tendencies lead them to a house hidden away in the woods where an illegal whiskey operation (Sanctuary is set during Prohibition) is headquartered. The house is inhabited by a few men and one woman, an ex-prostitute who is now “married” to one of the men. Things go wrong and only get worse for Temple, as she is first raped and then put up in a brothel in a...more
A vicious little story of civic (in)justice and sociopathic psychology. This was written and rejected just before As I Lay Dying and by Faulkner's own admission, it was conceived purely as a lurid moneymaker, as horrifying to the public as possible. Perhaps it was upon revision before its eventual 1931 publication that this grew from potboiler into its incisive, bitter social commentary and obfuscating fractured narrative path. Honestly, much as I'm struck by the Selby-like blackness of the form...more
I will be the first to admit that any book of Faulkner's is not an easy read. But I will be the first to protest that the complexity and complication characteristic of his books make them a worthwhile read. This is definitely true of this book. It tells the story of Miss Temple Drake, a privileged girl who faces actual trouble for the first time when she is stranded on a farm homestead. Here she falls victim to the villainous men that live there, changing her forever into a different girl. This...more
lecture accompagnée avec Grain de sel,
merci Natalia.
C'est Sanctuaire qui valut à Faulkner sa réputation d'auteur ténébreux et scandaleux. L'écrivain n'a-t-il pas tenu à inventer, selon son expression, "l'histoire la plus effroyable qu'on puisse imaginer" ? En réalité, il s'est inspiré d'un fait divers, survenu dans un night-club de la Nouvelle-Orléans : le viol d'une jeune fille avec un "objet bizarre", devenu un épi de maïs dans le roman, suivi d'une étrange séquestration. Dans un climat de vio...more
merci Natalia.
C'est Sanctuaire qui valut à Faulkner sa réputation d'auteur ténébreux et scandaleux. L'écrivain n'a-t-il pas tenu à inventer, selon son expression, "l'histoire la plus effroyable qu'on puisse imaginer" ? En réalité, il s'est inspiré d'un fait divers, survenu dans un night-club de la Nouvelle-Orléans : le viol d'une jeune fille avec un "objet bizarre", devenu un épi de maïs dans le roman, suivi d'une étrange séquestration. Dans un climat de vio...more
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William Cuthbert Faulkner was a Nobel Prize-winning American novelist and short story writer. One of the most influential writers of the twentieth century, his reputation is based mostly on his novels, novellas, and short stories. He was also a published poet and an occasional screenwriter.
The majority of his works are based in his native state of Mississippi. Though his work was published as earl...more
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“I be dog if hit don't look like sometimes that when a fellow sets out to play a joke, hit ain't another fellow he's playing that joke on; hit's a kind of big power laying still somewhere in the dark that he sets out to prank with without knowing hit, and hit all depends on whether that ere power is in the notion to take a joke or not, whether or not hit blows up right in his face, like this one did in mine. ("A Bear Hunt")”
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“Usava uma camisola larga demais, de crepe cor-de-cereja, que surgia negra contra o lençol. Os cabelos soltos, agora penteados, pareciam negros. O rosto, pescoço e braços, sobre as cobertas, eram cinzentos. Depois que os outros saíram ela ficou durante algum tempo com a cabeça escondida sob o lençol. Assim continuou até ouvir fechar-se a porta, até se apagar o som dos passos que desciam a escada, da voz do médico que se exprimia com volubilidade, da respiração ofegante de Miss Reba. Sons que adquiriram, no sombrio saguão, a cor do luar, e desapareceram. Depois Temple pulou da cama e foi até a porta, fazendo correr o trinco. Voltou ao leito e cobriu-se, inclusive a cabeça, ali ficando encolhida até faltar-lhe o ar.
Derradeiros reflexos cor-de-açafrão tingiam o teto e a parte das paredes onde viam-se as sombras de paliçada da avenida, que a oeste se erguia contra o céu. Ela viu-os desaparecer, consumidos pelos sucessivos bocejos da cortina. Viu também a última luz condensar-se na parte fronteira do relógio e o mostrador passar, no escuro, de orifício redondo a disco suspenso no nada, no primitivo caos, e mudar depois para bola de cristal que continha, na sua tranquila e misteriosa profundidade, o caos ordenado do mundo complicado e sombrio sobre cujos flancos, marcados de cicatrizes, as velhas feridas rolam vertiginosamente para a frente, mergulhando na escuridão onde se escondem novos desastres.”
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Derradeiros reflexos cor-de-açafrão tingiam o teto e a parte das paredes onde viam-se as sombras de paliçada da avenida, que a oeste se erguia contra o céu. Ela viu-os desaparecer, consumidos pelos sucessivos bocejos da cortina. Viu também a última luz condensar-se na parte fronteira do relógio e o mostrador passar, no escuro, de orifício redondo a disco suspenso no nada, no primitivo caos, e mudar depois para bola de cristal que continha, na sua tranquila e misteriosa profundidade, o caos ordenado do mundo complicado e sombrio sobre cujos flancos, marcados de cicatrizes, as velhas feridas rolam vertiginosamente para a frente, mergulhando na escuridão onde se escondem novos desastres.”

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