There will always be concepts universal to humankind—among them,
and often most prominently in discussion of literary themes that parallel the
real world, are the ideas of death and love. Within both of these concepts,
there are subsections and varied perceptions of what they mean, and in some
instances, they cross over in order to give the other a certain depth they
couldn’t tackle without being supported. In James Joyce’s “The Dead,” published
as one part of a collection under the title of Dubliners in 1914, such themes are expressed overtly through the
protagonist, Gabriel, and his wistful wife, Gretta.
Death, obviously, plays a large role in the end of the
story: Gretta, hung up on her childhood friend, has helped his memory survive
in a way his body could not be sustained. Gabriel considers the possibility,
then, that it is “better [to] pass boldly into that other world” (194), as
someone who fell in their prime, rather than to lose one’s glory with age and
be remembered for the way they left than the way they lived. Gabriel notices his own faults especially well
when compared to Michael—not because Michael was necessarily a better person
than Gabriel, but rather, because Gabriel suddenly and violently feels inferior
to someone who has long since passed.
Because Michael died young, Gretta’s memories of him are
both nostalgic and biased: to the average person, it feels wrong to disrespect
the ghost, as it were, of someone who is now deceased by dwelling on their
faults; and from a less active standpoint, Michael had less time to make
mistakes. Even in the short timeframe we see in “The Dead,” Gabriel is nigh-constantly
awkward, fumbling through conversation and inadvertently offending people. He’s
not a bad person, and is in fact well-liked by his family, but Gabriel, by the
very virtue of living, is bound to falter in ways that Michael cannot.
In this way, it seems as though it’s better to die young and
glorious rather than to live out your life—but at the same time, while Gabriel
thinks this, fairly, with basis, the fact that he is alive to have this
epiphany means that he has the chance to use it and apply it to himself for the
sake of growth. It worries Gabriel that he doesn’t know his wife as well as he
could, despite years of marriage, but the knowledge of a person, as well as the
love of one, is a two-way street: he has to give her the chance to open up
about what is clearly a sore, though significant topic for her, and she has to
learn to treat him with the sensitive care he apparently requires, without
letting him feel as though he’s being compared to someone she may not have even
loved romantically.
All in all, I feel as though Joyce does an excellent job of
expressing the paranoia of an insecure individual in a committed relationship
through the lens of comparison and death, as well as the bigger picture of the
way death forces us to reconsider relationships and the way we view people. I,
personally, would love to be able to
explore the nuances of characterization and uncertainty, because it’s a
difficult, though universal emotion, that can seep down into the deepest roots
of a character, and I think noting the way Joyce has used it is a good lesson
to take away.
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