THIS SIDE OF PARADISE by F. Scott Fitzgerald
With College Men
By THE NEW YORK TIMES - May 9, 1920
The glorious spirit of abounding youth
glows throughout this fascinating tale. Amory, the romantic egotist, is
essentially American, and as we follow him through his career at Princeton,
with its riotous gayety, its superficial vices, and its punctilious sense of
honor which will tolerate nothing less than the standard set up by itself, we
know that he is doing just what hundreds of thousands of young men are doing in
colleges all over the country. As a picture of the daily existence of what we
call loosely "college men," this book is as nearly perfect as such a
work could be. The philosophy of Amory, which finds expression in ponderous
observations, lightened occasionally by verse that one thinks could have been
evolved only in the cloistered atmosphere of his age-old alma mater, is that of
any other youth in his teens in whom intellectual ambition is ever seeking an
outlet. Amory's love affairs, too, are racy of the soil, while the girls, whose
ideas of the modern development of their sex seem to embrace a rather frequent
use of the word "Damn," and of being kissed by young men whom they have
no thought of marrying, quite obviously belong to Amory's world. Through it all
there is the spirit of innocence in so far as actual wrongdoing is implied, and
one cannot but feel that the sexes are well matched according to the author's
presentment. Amory Blaine has a well-to-do father and a mother who lives the
somewhat idle, luxurious life of a matron who has never known the pinch of even
economy, much less of poverty, and the boy is the creature of his environment.
One knows always that he will be safe at the end. So he is, for he does his bit
in the war, finds afterwards that his money has all gone and goes to work
writing advertisements for an agency. Also, he has his supreme love affair,
with Rosalind Connage, which is broken off because the nervous temperaments of
both would not permit happiness. At least, so the girl thinks. So Amory goes on
the biggest spree noted in the book-a spree which is colorfully described as
taking in everything in the alcoholic line from the Knickerbocker "Old King
Cole" bar to an out-of-the-way drinking den where Amory is "beaten
up" artistically and thoroughly. The whole story is disconnected, more or
less, but loses none of its charm on that account. It could have been written
only by an artist who knows how to balance his values, plus a delightful
literary style.
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