The Crying of Lot 49 @ en8848.com.cn

[Dave Monroe]

Oedipa Maas, the protagonist of this Thomas Pynchon novel, lives in a
world full of haphazard clues, dead ends, and meaningless signifiers.
She stumbles through a bizarre string of coincidences to try to
unravel what may or may not be a mystery. She cannot quite realize her
condition."...they'll call it paranoia.... Or you are hallucinating
it. Or a plot has been mounted against you.... Or you are fantasying
some such plot, in which case you are a nut, Oedipa, out of your
skull."Oedipa struggles to draw meaning out of chaotic masses of
information, and to construct a narrative out of randomness. In doing
so, she begins to lose sense of her world. She considers two
possibilities: "Another mode of meaning behind the obvious or
none."She suspects there may be more to life, that there may be
something signified after all, but, if there is, it is continually
deferred. We leave Oedipa waiting.Oedipa,pite her lack of success, is
driven towards discovery. She chases a transcendental meaning the
existence of which she cannot be certain, but she pursues. Without
pursuit, there is waiting. Hers is an America of drifters and
squatters, ones and zeroes, speeding electricity and dead railroad
cars, and the search for "the trigger for the unnamable act, the
recognition, the Word."  Waiting, moving....

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