That being said, this is a fascinating story (…for
adults.) Hugo wove some colorful
characters who are continuously crossing paths, their lives intertwining, into
the backdrop of a past Paris about which our disembodied narrator seems to be
an expert. The setting is crucial to the story with the Notre-Dame cathedral as
almost a character itself, and few details seem to have been spared.
The intensity of the raw human emotion, however, is even
stronger than that of the detailed setting. The idiosyncrasies of each
character are extreme: Quasimodo’s ugliness and pain, La Esmeralda’s innocence and
beauty, archdeacon Frollo’s obsession and hypocrisy. They are all caricatures,
but curiously believable ones with pasts and experiences that have shaped who
they are. While the emotional natures of the characters may be somewhat
exaggerated, they are rarely comic, with the exception, perhaps, of Pierre
Gringoire, a philosopher-playwright who functions not unlike a Shakespearean
fool.
That is not to say that much of the story is not amusing.
The style is engaging and even entertaining. While I felt like I probably
missed a lot of satire by being less in the know than a contemporary reader, there
was still plenty of it to latch onto, proving that there are many aspects of
human foolishness that never go out of fashion.
The plot of the novel is driven largely by the passions of the
characters and by the ironies of a basically unjust world. (Anyone who wants to
believe that the world is fair is likely to totally hate this book.) It is also
characterized by a tremendous amount of violence, to which the writer/narrator seems
curiously immune. Folks are tortured, hanged, smashed and crushed and meet other
equally bad ends, and the complete lack of genuine justice is prominent enough
to serve as a sort of violence itself.
Despite all of that horror, I was surprised at how much fun
this book was to read. I had expected it to be a somewhat dry example of what
we are told is important literature, but instead found it quite wonderful. I
was disappointed with La Esmeralda, who I thought was kind of stupid, but had
never heard of Pierre Gringoire, who I found to be a delightfully amusing
character. While (minor spoiler alert)
the ending of The Hunchback of Notre-Dame
is a bit of a bummer, the intensity and pace of the story kept me turning pages
from the inviting beginning right up to that bitter end.
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Coming soon: On Literature by Umberto Eco and The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie
A Year of Books I Should Have Read by Now
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