Reconciling Life with its Eventual Loss
Four fifths of The Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes was engaging and compelling. The final fifth devolves into a maddening “Groundhog Day” scenario where Tony tries to make sense of an inheritance he can’t seem to access, while emailing and repeatedly reconnecting with his former deceased’s family love interest, whose response feels like a real time version of angrily throwing pieces of a crumbled Rosetta Stone at Tony, confusing reader and protagonist together. This passage resonates: “Sometimes I think the purpose of life is to reconcile us to its eventual loss by wearing us down, by proving, however long it takes, that life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.” That final fifth of the book does wear a reader down, battering them with confusion, ultimately sending one into the internet nether regions searching for instruction. The theory that makes sense to me was in John Self’s review of The Sense of an Ending in his blog “ASYLUM John Self’s Shelves,” posted in “Barnes Jul...