(fwd) Re: Gravity's Rainbow
Heikki Raudaskoski
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Thu Jan 19 08:50:10 CST 1995
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Subject: Re: Gravity's Rainbow
Date: 19 Jan 95 02:34:29 GMT
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A synopsis of Gravity's Rainbow ? The work of a moment !!
There's this rocket, right, which looks exactly like the rocket in
"Explorers on the Moon", you know like Tintin, and it travels faster
than the speed of sound, so you don't hear it until after it's hit.
Oh, I should've said, this is all in the Second World War. So,
starting with bananas, there's this English officer named Pirate
Prentice who has a friend, a US Army officer, both of them based in
London, named Tyrone Slothrop, whose name is an anagram of "Sloth
or Entropy" though it doesn't say so in the book, and Slothrop,
descended from a long line of New England Slothrops and terrified of
being sodomised by large black men ever since he got drunk and dropped
his harmonica down a toilet in which he happened, at the time, to be
drunkenly vomiting, Slothrop, as I was saying, gets an erection every
time one of the rockets is going to fall on London. This attracts thge
attention of the scientists Pointsman and Spectro, working at The White
Visitation, a scientific establishment on the cliffs of Dover. Points-
an is a Pavlovian and second cousin to Burroughs' Dr. Benway but, again,
it doesn't say so in the book and since il n'y'a hors de texte I'd
forget
about _that_ line of inquiry _right_ now. Slothrop, distraught, having
been fed disgusting sweets by the mother of a girlfriend (incidentally,
you can still get Meggezones here and they're every bit as disgusting),
leaves for the Casino Hermann Goering where he rescues the mysterious
Katje Borgesius from a specially-trained octopus whose name escapes me
for the present moment if Einstein was wrong and there is indeed such a
thing. Once he's there he starts to go on a hunt for the mysterious
00000 rocket (that's it's codenumber), all of which is linked to the
living plastic Imipolex G and the fate of Gottfried, a blond Aryan
boy who had been held with Katje in sexual slavery by the rocket troop
commander Enzian. Slothrop also attracts the unwelcome contumely of a
malevolent US intelligence officer and full-time bigot, Major Marvy, but
fortunately eludes him by discarding his pig outfit which Major Marvy
puts on and in which he is subsequently, having been mistaken for Sloth-
rop by a group of, of, I forget who they were but it's too late to stop
now, castrated. Slothrop, meanwhile, heads further into the Zone and
at one point fucks (can I say "fucks" ?) the pre-pubescent Bianca,
daughter of a legendary German film star who's one part Dietrich and
in terms of cohabiting with Nazis, two parts Riefenstahl. Bianca
subsequently disappears and Slothrop, who's something of a schlemiehl,
if you'll excuse the profanity, blunders on in search of the 00000,
which is being operated by (or was once in the custody of) a group of
black German soldiers called the Schwarzkommando, all that's left of
the all-but exterminated Herero people (a real massacre, look it up)
and now a demoralised group of rocket troops. There's also a sub-
plot, involving Roger Mexico and his hopeless pursuit of Jessica
Swanlake, and I could've mentioned Peter Sachsa and the rocket
engineer Mondaugen who's also a character in Pynchon's earlier novel
"V", but they're subordinate, in a sense, to the Slothrop tale, which
winds up on the back of an album cover. But, a word of advice, the
second that projector breaks down, leave the f***ing cinema. I hope
this was of assistance.
Copyright 1995 A-Alex Johnston
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