Russian literatureKropotkin, Petr Alekseevich, kniaz
History
Russian literature
Kropotkin, Petr Alekseevich, kniaz
Russian literature -- 19th century -- History and criticism
Realism in France was certainly a necessary protest, partly against
unbridled Romanticism, but chiefly against the elegant art which glided
on the surface and refused to glance at the often most inelegant
motives of elegant acts--the art which purposely ignored the often
horrible consequences of the so-called correct and elegant life. For
Russia, this protest was not necessary. Since Gógol, art could not be
limited to any class of society. It was bound to embody them all, to
treat them all realistically, and to penetrate beneath the surface
of social relations. Therefore there was no need of the exaggeration
which in France was a necessary and sound reaction. There was no
need, moreover, to fall into extremes in order to free art from dull
moralisation. Our great realist, Gógol, had already shown to his
followers how realism can be put to the service of higher aims, without
losing anything of its penetration or ceasing to be a true reproduction
of life.
FOOTNOTES:
[12] There is a good English translation of _The Inspector-General_,
from which, with slight revision, I take the following passage.
_The Postmaster_ (_reads_): “I hasten to inform you, my dear friend,
of the wonderful things which have happened to me. On my way hither
an infantry captain had cleared me out completely, so that the
innkeeper here intended to send me to jail, when, all of a sudden,
thanks to my St. Petersburg appearance and costume, all the town took
me for a Governor-General. Now I am staying at the Gorodníchiys’! I
have a splendid time, and flirt awfully with both his wife and his
daughter.... Do you remember how hard up we were, taking our meals
where we could get them, without paying for them, and how one day, in
a tea-shop, the pastry-cook collared me for having eaten his pastry
to the account of the king of England?[13] It is quite different now.
They all lend me money, as much as I care for. They are an awful set of
originals: you would split of laughter. I know you write sometimes for
the papers--put them into your literature. To begin with, the Governor
is as stupid as an old horse....”
_The Governor_ (_interrupting_): That cannot be there! There is no such
thing in the letter.
_Postmaster_ (_showing the letter_): Read it, then, yourself.
_Governor_ (_reads_): “As an old horse....” Impossible! You must have
added that.
_Postmaster_: How could I?
_The Guests_: Read! read!
_The Postmaster_ (_continues to read_): “The Governor is as stupid as
an old horse”....
_Governor_: The deuce! Now he must repeat it--as if it were not
standing there already!
_Postmaster_ (_continues reading_): Hm, Hm, yes! “an old horse. The
postmaster is also a good man.”... Well, he also makes an improper
remark about me....
_Governor_: Read it then.
_Postmaster_: Is it necessary?
_Governor_: The deuce! once we have begun to read it, we must read it
all through.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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