May 08, 12
Read in May, 2012
I realize that Crane had a reason for all the choices he made, but for me personally, the detached style where the characters barely have names just does not work. Rather than seeing Henry Fleming as a universal everyman because he is referred to as "the youth," I just see him as a faceless, soulless character that I don't care much about. Consequently, I lose patience with him quickly in his moments of arrogance. For me he would have seemed more universal, more "that could just as well be me," if he'd been really developed as a character.
I recognize the artistry here, but this book will not be among my favorites.