Venice Review: ‘As I Lay Dying’ Lethargically Transposes the Faulkner Classic to Contemporary Iran

In William Faulkner’s elegiac southern gothic tale As I Lay Dying there’s an oft-cited passage that resonates with the novel’s core theme of radical subjectivity: “Sometimes I think it ain’t none of us pure crazy and ain’t none of us pure sane until the balance of us talks him that-a-way.” It’s uttered by Cash, the eldest son of the Bundren family, about his brother Darl following his committal to a mental institution upon suspicion of burning down a barn. It’s wistful insight into a troubled mind that struggles to articulate his feelings, although the novel splays them out in thorough detail.

Moments such as this echo throughout, penned in captivating stream of consciousness prose that lend each character’s distinct perspective to the reader, often reflective of Faulkner’s fevered state of mind, having written the entirety of the story’s published, unedited

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