Reviews

The Beast in the Jungle by Henry James

sydtravis's review against another edition

challenging dark mysterious tense medium-paced

• Plot- or character-driven? Character
• Strong character development? Yes
• Loveable characters? It's complicated
• Diverse cast of characters? No
• Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

jameshafoster's review against another edition

adventurous challenging dark mysterious reflective sad slow-paced

• Plot- or character-driven? Character
• Strong character development? No
• Loveable characters? No
• Diverse cast of characters? No
• Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

John Marcher is reacquainted with May Bartram, a woman he knew ten years earlier while living in southern Italy, who remembers his odd secret: Marcher is seized with the belief that his life is to be defined by some catastrophic or spectacular event, lying in wait for him like a "beast in the jungle". May decides to buy a house in London with the money she inherited from a great aunt, and to spend her days with Marcher, curiously awaiting what fate has in store for him. Marcher is a hopeless fatalist, who believes that he is precluded from marrying so that he does not subject his wife to his "spectacular fate".

He takes May to the theater and invites her to an occasional dinner, but does not allow her to get close to him. As he sits idly by and allows the best years of his life to pass, he takes May down as well, until the denouement where he learns that the great misfortune of his life was to throw it away, and to ignore the love of a good woman, based upon his preposterous sense of foreboding.

Well, it was very simple. You said you had had from your earliest time, as the deepest thing within you, the sense of being kept for something rare and strange, possibly prodigious and terrible, that was sooner or later to happen to you, that you had in your bones the foreboding and the conviction of, and that would perhaps overwhelm you." 

"Isn't what you describe perhaps but the expectation—or at any rate the sense of danger, familiar to so many people—of falling in love?" 

The real form it should have taken on the basis that stood out large was the form of their marrying. But the devil in this was that the very basis itself put marrying out of the question. His conviction, his apprehension, his obsession, in short, wasn't a privilege he could invite a woman to share; and that consequence of it was precisely what was the matter with him. Something or other lay in wait for him, amid the twists and the turns of the months and the years, like a crouching Beast in the Jungle. It signified little whether the crouching Beast were destined to slay him or to be slain. The definite point was the inevitable spring of the creature; and the definite lesson from that was that a man of feeling didn't cause himself to be accompanied by a lady on a tiger-hunt. Such was the image under which he had ended by figuring his life. 

The fate he had been marked for he had met with a vengeance—he had emptied the cup to the lees; he had been the man of his time, the man, to whom nothing on earth was to have happened. That was the rare stroke—that was his visitation. So he saw it, as we say, in pale horror, while the pieces fitted and fitted. So she had seen it while he didn't, and so she served at this hour to drive the truth home. It was the truth, vivid and monstrous, that all the while he had waited the wait was itself his portion. This the companion of his vigil had at a given moment made out, and she had then offered him the chance to baffle his doom. One's doom, however, was never baffled, and on the day she told him his own had come down she had seen him but stupidly stare at the escape she offered him. 

The escape would have been to love her; then, then he would have lived. She had lived—who could say now with what passion?—since she had loved him for himself; whereas he had never thought of her (ah how it hugely glared at him!) but in the chill of his egotism and the light of her use. 

saw the Jungle of his life and saw the lurking Beast; then, while he looked, perceived it, as by a stir of the air, rise, huge and hideous, for the leap that was to settle him. His eyes darkened—it was close; and, instinctively turning, in his hallucination, to avoid it, he flung himself, face down, on the tomb. 

ale_ire's review against another edition

challenging mysterious reflective sad slow-paced

• Plot- or character-driven? Character
• Strong character development? Yes
• Loveable characters? It's complicated
• Diverse cast of characters? No
• Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

feltfrog's review against another edition

challenging emotional reflective sad medium-paced

• Plot- or character-driven? Character
• Strong character development? It's complicated
• Loveable characters? It's complicated
• Diverse cast of characters? No
• Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

3.5

abi_allxn's review against another edition

5.0

Probably the best, most haunting short story I’ve ever read.

louiza_read2live's review against another edition

5.0

One of my very favorites!! I LOVE Henry James!

jonkmcconk's review against another edition

3.0

Challenging and nebulous prose surrounds a very strange subject matter, quite Gothic in its sensibility. As with much of James' work, its verbosity is a boon and a curse, simultaneously unspooling the inner threads of his characters psyche while often obfuscating the bite that such revelations should have.

dukegregory's review against another edition

A really astounding novella. The psychological density on display moves like streams. So much loneliness. The present presents the collision of the fear of the past, of time neglected, and the fear of the future, of time to be neglected. So much of this felt rather gay, like a beard relationship, although the final paragraph points to something more heteronormative. But that could also be read as a continued anxiety about gay life, the necessity of assimilation.

Go in as blind as possible! It's lovely. Henry James' winding sentences are pearls on a thread.

meganmcbride's review against another edition

challenging dark slow-paced

• Plot- or character-driven? Character
• Strong character development? Yes
• Loveable characters? No
• Diverse cast of characters? No
• Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

4.0

helgamharb's review against another edition

4.0

4.5

He saw the Jungle of his life and saw the lurking Beast.

This is the story of one man’s obsession with fate and destiny; of his allowing this sense of foreboding, the conviction of something terrible coming his way, to haunt him like a beast of the jungle.
He lives with this apprehension day in day out, waiting for the imminent catastrophe; waiting for the beast to jump out from his hiding place.

The Beast in the Jungle is a story about loneliness, love, meaning of life, loss and death.

What had the man had, to make him by the loss of it so bleed and yet live?