Crime and Punishment

I am reading Crime and Punishment at the moment!!

How repugnant it is! But, I am to a certian extent engrossed by it…so far every page is layered with puuure decadence and the grease of sin! A morbid book, of morbid facsination, I could tell almost instantly that Dostoevsky himself was a cruel man! it just seems to emit from the very pages and entire tone…

I have onl reached part two - Raskolnikov has just killed Alena Ivanonva, and unpremediated, killed Lizzeta! The book is intense - in inner dialogue is pretty gruelling! It is an interesting dissection of MORALITY.

“It is moral to kill someone who is immoral” - rang to mind…

But the vileness of the chracter of Raskolnikov…and the dream where a horse is being wiped and beaten by its owner and a druken crowd, whipped even over its eyes…This is a dark little disease of a book…it goes to the dark places…it actually explainsa lot about Russia…a place i have always felt never really “fit into the world”. if that makes sense…perhaps i should explain myself further…

I almost fell out of my chair laughing when I read this. Raskolnikov is awsome, he is one of the best characters in literature that I’ve ever come across.

When I read the book I was rather horrified at how Dostoevsky seemed to have reached into my soul and expressed what I should have been expressing. Perhaps, one can only understand the darkness, if one is on more or less the same level that Raskolnikov is on – I certainly dwell in those depths.

In fact, nothing horrifies me or suprises me about Raskolnikov; he makes perfect sense until the very end of the novel – which I of course will not spoil, though, judging from your post, who knows, you may actually like Dosteovsky’s conclusion. By the way, the protagonist in Notes From the Underground is far darker than Raskolnikov, and it is a far shorter book.

I think, there is something really noble within Raskolnikov if one looks deep enough. Beautiful I think as well.

Now that I would like to hear – please do explain. There is . . . a feeling I sometimes get that I think only a Russian can truly understand; perhaps, it is something like a chizled piece of ice that sits somewhere deep within the Russian heart, or it is a certain insidious look one can give of when looking in a mirror, or when condescending to an inferior specimen.

Dostoevksy certainly captured the darkness of the human soul, not just the Russian soul though. Actually, I would maintian that his insights are rather universal, however, Tolstoy certainly showed some great aspects of Russia, and the Russian soul, as well. And even Dostoevsky isn’t as dark as some of his major works make him out to be – consider “White Nights,” a romantic short story of his, as an example.