Toni
Morrison’s 1992 novel Jazz is a book
that I really enjoyed at times. But, at the same time, there were portions of
the novel I could barely force myself to endure. It is that uneven.
Jazz, mostly set in 1926 New
York City, is the story of Joe Trace, a 50-something-year-old man whose
marriage is not what it used to be.
There is a general sense of optimism now in the city’s black
community. The Armistice ending World
War I is already seven years old, and the future appears bright for everyone
brave enough to have traded life in the rural South for what the City has to
offer. Joe, though, is not content.
When
his job as a door-to-door beauty product salesman for the Cleopatra company
brings him into contact with Dorcas, an18-year-old neighborhood beauty, Joe
makes his move. But only three months
later, when Dorcas unceremoniously dumps Joe for a younger man, he cannot
accept it and shoots her dead in a crowded room. Joe’s wife Violet, cheated of her chance for vengeance,
brings a knife to the open-casket funeral where she does her best to disfigure
the corpse. But life goes on, and Violet
will find herself almost inadvertently helping her husband through his grief.
Toni Morrison |
“The
wave of black people running from want and violence created in the 1870s; the
‘80s’ the ‘90s but was a steady stream in 1906 when Joe and Violet joined
it. Like the others, they were country
people, but how soon country people forget.
When they fall in love with a city, it is forever, and it is like
forever. As though there never was a
time when they didn’t love it.”
Bottom
Line: Jazz is a highly atmospheric novel filled with many truths about
the human condition – a novel that vividly brings 1920s Harlem to life. Some of the generational flashbacks, however,
poignant as they may be, are overwritten and heavy-handed enough to obscure,
rather than reinforce, Morrison’s overall theme. Jazz
is still worth a look, but it is not one of Toni Morrison’s best efforts.
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