#Cheever

[aufwiedersehenmonty]

"But out of the window he could see the blue sky above the trees of the square and he was easily charmed with the appearance of the world. How could anything go wrong in such a paradise?"

The Wapshot Chronicles by John Cheever.

[opelman]

Ferrari 296 GT3 / Marco Pulcini / ITA / Eddie Cheever III / ITA / AF Corse by Artes Max Via Flickr: International GT Open 2023 / Circuit de Barcelona

[baffled-bisexual]

I say I’m ok but deep inside I’m still pondering the mental health implications of American writer John Cheever’s work—The Swimmer—from my last semester of college English

[marlowe1-blog]

"An Educated American Woman" (The Stories of John Cheever)

This one concerns gender roles...

According to Paul Dean, the Jill of the story is based on Cheever's wife. In fact, it's a meanspirited depiction of Cheever's wife. At least at the end it's pretty damn mean. At the beginning, she's an ambitious woman in the wrong time period with everyone working against her. So she becomes rather brittle.

You could say that this is feminist or anti-feminist in the same way a Strindberg play can be feminist or anti-feminist depending on whether you think that the author is depicting his woman character as a reaction to patriarchy or a monster who has no true feelings.

Certainly the feminist part can be gleamed from scenes where she is watching her husband clean the house and feeling like he's not truly a man. Throughout the story, her husband is depicted as a bit of a drunk and a shlub that she emasculated throughout. Only, why does it matter so much to her that her husband is a weak man? Why is she constantly putting herself above him? Why does she buy into that "a woman wants a man who can protect her" bullshit?

Yet, she's also a monster. She can't enjoy a trip through Europe without playing tour guide. She has no natural inclinations. She judges her mother harshly for her mother's dalliance and even when her husband takes a mistress, she finds his story fake because she doesn't believe that he could ever have an affair. He's just too damn weak to stand up for himself.

Since these are rich people, there's no discussion of unpaid labor. They pay their maids and their babysitters and they send their kid off to a summer camp, just to get rid of him (he's so traumatized that the counselors assume that they are divorced).

Then their son dies of the flu. George is devastated. We don't know how Jill feels, but Jill's mother sends a letter saying that she doesn't want to deal with that mess. So Jill never really had a chance to be an emotional being.

Because George blames Jill (because mother I guess) he divorces her. And then the narrator imposes himself stating that drunk George called him to see if they could meet up sometime. But even the narrator considers George to be a loser.

That's the weirdest part of the story. The unreliable narrator shows up at the end to say that George is a loser even as he depicts Jill as a shrew.

Don't know what else to say about this story. It rolls over its characters and their foibles from their youth to the death of a child and they seem so privileged even as they are so miserable. So I guess that's a Cheever theme right there.

[khookn]

moho software test srry I got addicted to video games again :]

[diana-andraste]

Bedroom in Boarding House on Hudson Street, NYC, Residence of John Cheever - Walker Evans, c. 1930s

[lessenedhope]

Inviting an old 'friend' to the wedding, how sweet!,, Everything is gonna go wrong

Shes so pretty❤️ ignore those

It's just a matter of liking two things very very much until they will eventually collide into an au

[s1eepyfr0g]

theyre so frenemies coded

[scarlett-fever]

i've accepted duncan into my heart thru the power of transgender yaoi

[skrimblobimblo]

Miku Harold, because I can.

[christiangeistdorfer]

ALAIN PROST and EDDIE CHEEVER during testing, 1983

[haroldherald]

i'm going to complain about not having ideas more often because that's always how i get my best ideas

[jaypilled]

let him cook yall

[alovelywaytospendanevening]

You're the captain of your soul. That's what counts.

The Swimmer (1968) — dir. Frank Perry

[average-riot]

Saw this image and thought of these guys because if anyone has autism it's Harold and if anyone has EVIL autism it's Alejandro.

[khookn]

got around to testing new blender 4.3 greasepencil features so I painted this quick thing of harold eating a nuggies and fries feast.