It was at some point during the twenty-four-hour cycle we
call “the day,” and the line between night and morning was becoming just as
blurry as the text before my eyes. The play count of several select songs on my
iTunes had increased significantly, contributing largely to my feeling of
accomplishment, copious amounts of graphite had been left on the pages of a
well-worn book in the form of notes and underlining, and I was almost finished
with my essay on Wilde’s artistic philosophy as presented in The Picture of Dorian Gray.
It was in that bleary-eyed state that I went for a stroll
through the utterly deserted Hyde Park in Chicago. As a part of my brain
wondered whether there was another human being left on the planet – hardly
likely, it seemed in that complete and utter emptiness – the rest of it
considered how well some of Sherlock Holmes’ statements about crime solving
applied to literary study.
Of course, that idea is nothing new. That’s what the whole
idea of playing “The Game” is about.
If you don’t know what “The Game” is, allow me to explain.
“The game is afoot!” figures among those famous Sherlockian
quotes that pop up ubiquitously along with “elementary” and “you see, but you
do not observe.” To Sherlock Holmes, that phrase meant that there was a crime
to be solved, a challenge to be faced. To us Sherlockians, the notoriously
obsessed, it also means that there’s a mystery to unravel. It means pretending
that Sherlock Holmes was real and applying his sleuthing skills to fill in the
gaps in the Canon. Gaps such as trying to figure out what happened to Holmes’
cocaine habit after The Final Problem,
or finding the location of Watson’s strangely mobile war wound.
But what occurred to me during those early morning hours is
that those sleuthing skills apply not simply to speculating about how many
times Watson was married (between two and six, depending on whom you ask). They
apply to writing the kind of literary criticism that the aforementioned essay
on The Picture of Dorian Gray involved.
For example:
“I have no data yet. It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts,” Holmes states in A Scandal in Bohemia.
“I have no data yet. It is a capital mistake to theorize before one has data. Insensibly one begins to twist facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts,” Holmes states in A Scandal in Bohemia.
The above quote embodies the first rule of the study of
literature. One does not come up with a thesis and then look for evidence to
support that thesis in the book. One lets the book speak. Each quote, symbol,
image, color, literary reference, each word, really, is one piece of data. All the
pieces of data must be weighed and examined. Then (in my case, at least), lots
of logorrhea must ensue, during which thoughts become theories and theories are
refined and perfected. And then a thesis emerges. Which makes it sound, of
course, like throwing a bunch of pieces of data into a brain-machine, cranking
it up, and coming out with a thesis. That’s not inaccurate: Holmes is described
by Watson as a reasoning machine, and I like to be able to immodestly say that
I emulate his methodical process.
But the ability to reason like a
machine is not the only important one. In The
Sign of Four,
Holmes outlines “three qualities necessary for the ideal detective.”
They are: “the power of observation, the [power] of deduction, knowledge.” The
literary critic is also a sort of detective, searching for Truth (or a
publishable thesis, as the case may be), and those three qualities are
invaluable.
Observation: to know what to look for, to notice themes and
images and be able to pick out the significant phrases from a text. To notice
the imagery of light in a text dealing with knowledge, or in a science fiction
novel – such as the fire at the end of Frankenstein.
Knowledge – the knowledge of what those themes and images mean, of literary
history and context and the influence of both upon the text in general, of what
the author knew and how that could have influenced him or her. The knowledge
that light is a metaphor for knowledge, for example, or that the word “miracle”
comes from the Latin word “to look.” Deduction – the ability to apply knowledge
to observations and make deductions. To deduce, for example, that
Frankenstein’s death in a fire at the end of the novel symbolizes his
destruction through knowledge.
All of that makes it sound, of course, as if books have one
clear, unarguable message; that each classic contains one Truth that is as
impossible to contradict as the results of Sherlock Holmes’ hemoglobin test. Which
just really isn’t true. Literature does have wrong answers, I would argue, but
it doesn’t have one right answer. It has right answers. It’s the search for
those answers, and what they mean to us, that makes literature meaningful. A
wonderful teacher once said to me that when you come up with a thesis that
applies to a work of literature, it “clicks.” Really, I think this is true.
There will be certain theories about literature that will feel “right.” They
will feel like the truth, even if it’s the truth of one’s subjective world, and
Sherlock Holmes just might have had something to do with finding that truth.
Thank you for reminding me why I gave up studying Arthurian literature. Many's the night I sat up trying to find a meaningful theme upon which to base yet another essay ... when what I really loved about the oeuvre was the swordplay. :)
ReplyDeleteLove your idea of thoughtful reading being akin to ferreting out some form, however sugjective, of truth.
You know, I tried to read Morte D'Arthur three times and never made it through. School started, and it's not exactly relaxing bedtime reading if you're taking notes (which I do, compulsively). Then I tried, again, and that involved rereading what I'd already read first to refresh my memory and that just made it tedious and....yeah. I actually found Arthur to be pretty funny and, well, interestingly enough not exactly the honourable "once and future king" that I'd envisioned.
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed the thoughts and that I'm not just convincing myself in my head that I'm Sherlock Holmes and oh-so-clever. :)
Always a pleasure to meet a Sherlockian :)
ReplyDeleteHave you tried the Russian adaptation with Vasily Livanov as Sherlock Holmes.
Cheers!