Amardeep Singh recently put up a very intelligent post on Lionel Trilling's notion of "complexity." Amardeep quotes from Trilling's essay, "The Function of the Little Magazine":
. . .The writer who defines his audience by its limitations is indulging in the unforgivable arrogance. The writer must define his audience by its abilities, by its perfections, so far as he is gifted to conceive them. He does well, if he cannot see his right audience within immediate reach of his voice, to direct his words to his spiritual ancestors, or to posterity, or even, if need be, to a coterie. The writer serves his daemon [creative spirit] and his subject. . . .
Amardeep's gloss on this passage:
In short, there should be a place where people write, freely assuming their audience knows way more than the average reader of USA Today. Serious writers and thinkers should feel free to take advantage of such an intellectually enlivened -- if rarefied -- space to work out complex ideas. And if that means a few thousand readers a day rather than a few million, then so be it. The circulation of your magazine (or today, your hitcount) is not everything; if it is, you're probably not doing your best thinking.
I agree with this entirely, but in further commenting on Trilling's analysis of Wordsworth's second thoughts about the French Revolution, Amardeep says that "what Wordsworth wanted to do was use art to think about things that are too complicated (which could also mean: too personal, too mysterious, too dynamic) to be represented via any available political or ideological system. Trilling would equally value the pursuit of complexity to anyone engaged in artistic creation or serious criticism of the arts." Perhaps at his weakest Wordsworth wanted to "use art to think about things," but I like to think that what Wordsworth finally wanted to do was write poems that were complex not in their "thinking" per se, but that were "complex" in their expressions of experience, a complexity that only poetry could embody because of its non-propositional nature.
I am not so much questioning Amardeep's interpretation of Trilling as identifying the inherent limitations of Trilling's own notion of "complexity," limitations suggested in one more passage that Amardeep quotes, from The Liberal Imagination:
It is one of the tendencies of liberalism to simplify, and this tendency is natural in view of the effort which liberalism makes to organize the elements of life in a rational way. And when we approach liberalism in a critical spirit, we shall fail in critical completeness if we do not take into account the value and necessity of its organizational impulse. . .The lively sense of contingency and possibility, and of those exceptions to the rule which may be the beginning of the end of the rule--this sense does not suit well with the impulse to organization. So that when we come to look at liberalism in a critical spirit, we have to expect that there will be a discrepancy between what I have called the primal imagination of liberalism and its present particular imagination. The job of criticism would seem to be, then, to recall liberalism to its first essential imagination of variousness and possibility, which implies the awareness of complexity and difficulty.
Trilling's hesitations over the bureaucratic "rationalism" of liberalsim are only superficially about "complexity" as the word might be understood by literary criticism. Trilling wants something like the consciousness of sin injected into liberalism, and the "job of criticism" is thus the moral critic's job of raising our awareness of humankind's fallen state, something for which Trilling finds literature eminently useful. "Complexity and difficulty" in Trilling's vocabulary have little do with their aesthetic manifestations. As Amardeep notes, it has more to do "with the connection between a kind of intellectual discipline to a humanist ethical imperative."
When Amardeep says "Trilling would equally value the pursuit of complexity to anyone engaged in artistic creation or serious criticism of the arts," I actually have my doubts. The pursuit of complexity in criticism is one thing, and it is certainly true all critics need not be generalists, hoping one day to reach even that reader of U.S.A. Today. But I don't really think that the sort of complexity one finds in literary works such as, say, Ulysses or The Recognitions or Gravity's Rainbow is what Trilling has in mind, except to the extent one can catch the authors of these books using them as a way "to think about things." In fact, one suspects such books are too complex for critics like Lionel Trilling. They only demonstrate, in their formal and thematic intricacies, that the kind of purely moral complexity he was looking for is itself way too simple.
Was Trilling the critic that thought Joyce went mad after Portrait of an Artist As a Young Man? If academics in the humanities didn't have their students order tons of Joyce, I think his audience would be anywhere between four and forty four on a planet or 3 billion.
Posted by: R. A. Rubin | 03/17/2005 at 09:32 AM
A lot to respond to here. Just one thing: Writers who direct their works toward rarefied audiences aren't necessarily losing readers. A good piece of plotty, accessible literary fiction is lucky if it sells 10,000 copies.
With facts like that, why not shoot for the rarefied audience? Sure, you may forego the tiny chance that your book will be Oprahed into a bestseller, but that's not really giving up much.
Posted by: Scott | 03/17/2005 at 10:35 AM
Dan,
Interesting response to my post and Trilling. One thing I'm not sure if I made clear is that the occasion for Trilling's essay on the Little Magazine was the tenth anniversary of Partisan Review, a magazine which in the 1940s turned away from the Communist Party, though it retained a general left/socialist "tendency" (as people used to say back in the day). What excited Trilling about it was that many of the best 'serious' writers of his generation were also publishing short stories in it at the same time. It's worth noting that the literature he appreciated was finding its way into print in the midst of some pretty intense politics, though it was nevertheless distinct from political discourse per se.
Also, many of the people he's tangling with in the essays are critics, rather than writers. Even his essay on Eliot is really on Eliot's criticism ("Christianity and Culture"). He refers to Coleridge (a famous conservative) and Wordsworth (a recovering radical) in those essays without really reading their best literary texts. In a sense, then, I accept that his idea of complexity is somewhat limited as a tool for reading literture, because it is an idea primarily of politics.
Where I think he would probably rise to the bar you set would be in his essay on Wordsworth's "Intimations of Immortality." If you haven't taken a look at it lately, you should. It's one of the best 30 page pieces of straight-up close reading of a poem I've ever encountered.
Posted by: Amardeep | 03/18/2005 at 04:12 PM
Actually, PR broke with the Communist Party in the mid-1930s, at a time when this was a somewhat risky thing to do.
Posted by: Scott McLemee | 03/18/2005 at 05:36 PM