In
Bailey's Cafe, the characters are fragments of people. Each is only
able to present one side of them that, as “Bailey” tells us from
the start, is not all there is to them. However, their traumatic
pasts have led them to conceal pieces of themselves and present
others, and not necessarily the best of themselves. The narrative
is similarly fragmented. There are no quotation marks for speech, no
clear separation of time and space, and the narrative voice tends to
change without warning.
This
structure is vaguely reminiscent of Joyce's Ulysses. It similarly
fails to differentiate voices and defies structure which leads to an
ample amount of intended ambiguity. This, as we have discussed in
class, asks a lot of the reader and also forces them to latch onto
what little they know about the characters from isolated incidents
and traumatic moments.
The
structure of Bailey's Cafe the novel is very much representative of
Bailey's Cafe the place. The novel exists as a sort of hub of voices
often competing to tell their stories but never really able to tell
the full story. This is exactly how Bailey experiences the stories
of each of the people that enter his diner. With the structure of
the novel and the structure of the diner working in favor of one
another, the reader almost feels as if they become Bailey and must
watch these poor women and men slump through their diner seeking.....
seeking what?
Comfort,
solace, warmth, pain, sex, ice, wine, hash, or any number of things.
And we feel their pain. But, perhaps we as readers feel it a little
more fully than Bailey as he seems to have disassociated from it. He
understands from years of toil how the diner works while we have only
just strolled inside. This makes the damage of the real world that
much more dangerous to us and creates an almost unbearable closeness
in the scenes we must witness the characters endure.
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