Setting[ edit ] Clamence often speaks of his love for high, open places — everything from mountain peaks to the top decks of boats.
Fiction of the Absurd Prof. The novel is a first-person account of the life of M. Meursault from the time of his mother's death up to a time evidently just before his execution for the murder of an Arab.
The central theme is that the significance of human life is understood only in light of mortality, or the fact of death; and in showing Meursault's consciousness change through the course of events, Camus shows how facing the possibility of death does have an effect on one's perception of life.
The novel begins with the death of Meursault's mother. Although he attends the funeral, he does not request to see the body, though he finds it interesting to think about the effects of heat and humidity on the rate of a body's decay 8. It is evident that he is almost totally unaffected by his mother's death — nothing changes in his life.
In other words, her death has little or no real significance for him. When he hears Salamano, a neighbor, The stranger by albert camus over his lost dog which has evidently diedMeursault thinks of his mother — but he is unaware of the association his mind has made. In fact, he chooses not to dwell on the matter but goes to sleep instead Masson and they confront two Arabs who have given Raymond trouble that Meursault first seems to think about the insignificance of any action — therefore of human existence.
He has a gun and it occurs to him that he could shoot or not shoot and that it would come to the same thing The loss of a life would have no significance — no affect on life as a whole; and the universe itself is apparently totally indifferent to everything.
Here he implicitly denies the existence of God, and thus denies morality, as well as the "external" meaning if it may be so distinguished from the internal or individual existential meaning of life and death.
This latter, existential meaning is later affirmed, as we shall see. Meursault kills one of the Arabs in a moment of confusion, partially out of self-defense, but does not regret it eve though it means going to prison and, ultimately, being executed. He has the fatalistic feeling that "what's done is done," and later explains that he has never regretted anything because he has always been to absorbed by the present moment or by the immediate future to dwell on the past In a sense, Meursault is always aware of the meaninglessness of all endeavors in the face of death: But this awareness is somehow never intense enough to involve self-awareness — that is, he never reflects on the meaning of death for him — until he is in prison awaiting execution.
Of course, the "meaning" of another's death is quite difference from the "meaning" of one's own death.
With the former, one no longer sees that person again; with the latter, one's very consciousness, as far as we know, just ends — blit! Death marks all things equal, and equally absurd. And death itself is absurd in the sense that reason or the rational mind cannot deal with it: The "meaning" of death is not rational but, again, is existential — its implications are to be found not in abstraction but in the actuality of one's life, the finality of each moment.
Before his trial, Meursault passes the time in prison by sleeping, by reading over and over the newspaper story about the unrelated murder of a Czech, and by recreating a mental picture of his room at home in complete detail, down to the scratches in the furniture.
In this connection, it must be admitted that he is externally very sensitive and aware, despite his lack of self-understanding and emotional response.
This is evidence by his detailed descriptions. He is especially sensitive to natural beauty — the beach, the glistening water, the shade, the reed music, swimming, making love to Marie, the evening hour he like so much, etc.
He even says that if forced to live in a hollow tree truck, he would be content to watch the sky, passing birds, and clouds After his trial in which he is sentenced to be executedhe no longer indulges in his memories or passes the time in the frivolous way he was accustomed to spend Sundays at home.
At first, he dwells on thoughts of escape. He cannot reconcile the contingency of his sentence Why guilt? Why sentenced by a French court rather than a Chinese one?
Why was the verdict read at eight pm rather than at five? When he gives up trying to find a loophole, he finds his mind ever returning either to the fear that dawn would bring the guards who would lead him to be executed, or to the hope that his appear will be granted.
To try to distract himself from these thoughts, he forces himself to study the sky or to listen to the beating of his heart — but the changing light reminds him of the passing of time towards dawn, and he cannot imagine his heart ever stopping.The book is simply written and a rather quick read, but the depth Camus manages to convey through this simplicity is astounding.
I think a problem a lot of people have with this book is that they fail to look beyond the whole "what is the meaning of life" message. Camus acknowledged employing an "American method" in writing The Stranger, in the first half of the book in particular: the short, precise sentences; the depiction of a character ostensibly without consciousness; and, in places, the "tough guy" tone.
Hemingway, Dos Passos, Faulkner, Cain, and others had pointed the way. Albert Camus (/ k æ ˈ m uː /; French: [albɛʁ kamy] (listen); 7 November – 4 January ) was a French philosopher, author, and journalist.
His views contributed to the rise of the philosophy known as initiativeblog.com wrote in his essay The Rebel that his whole life was devoted to opposing the philosophy of nihilism while still delving deeply into individual freedom.
At this period, Sartre’s name was linked with that of Albert Camus, then editor in chief of Combat, whose novel L’Étranger (; The Stranger, also published as The Outsider) explored similar issues of the social attribution of initiativeblog.com two broke off relations after Early years.
Less than a year after Camus was born, his father, an impoverished worker, was killed in World War I. The Stranger - Notes - by Jackson, Bruce Albert Camus and a great selection of similar Used, New and Collectible Books available now at initiativeblog.com The Stranger [Albert Camus, Matthew Ward] on initiativeblog.com *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers.
Through the story of an ordinary man unwittingly drawn into a senseless murder on an Algerian beach, Camus explored what he termed "the nakedness of man faced with the absurd." First published in ; now in a new translation by Matthew Ward.