A Perfect Day for Bananafish by J.D. Salinger – A Short Story Review

I picked up the book “Nine Stories” by J.D. Salinger from the library because it came recommended by friends and I had also just finished reading Catcher in the Rye and liked that a lot. I selected “A Perfect Day for Bananafish” mostly because the title popped out in the table of contents.  I read that it was originally published in the New Yorker which is a good sign, plus I was interested to see why he chose that title.

In classic Salinger style, he moves the plot in real-time through conversation and thought. In this short story, it became clear that a girl had run away to live and travel with her psychotic boyfriend. It started with her in her hotel room on a long distance phone conversation with her mother who was rightly concerned for her safety but the girl wouldn’t have it and didn’t want to be told what to do. The story then changed to the perspective of the psychotic man, who in reality didn’t seem too crazy at all. One of the little girls on the beach made friends with him and she actually coaxed him into the water. He was wearing a bath robe because his pale skin was sensitive to the sun. Finally he got into the water and splashed around with the little girl and told her of the Bananafish. Bananafish swim around looking for bananas which grow in these little holes in the ocean floor. The only trouble is that once inside the hole, they eat so many bananas that they get too fat to exit the hole. That’s why no one has ever seen one.  At one point while they were swimming around he kissed her foot and she said, “Hey!” and took off back to her parents. He then headed back to the hotel room, saw his “girlfriend” sleeping on the bed, grabbed his pistol, loaded a magazine, and shot himself through his right temple.

I’m not sure that I enjoyed this story. It was short and the narrative was very readable but a plot that I largely didn’t care about. I tried to read deeper into the relationship between the girlfriend and her psychotic boyfriend as well as his relationship with the little girl, but even then I just couldn’t get engaged. Then in the very last sentence he kills himself. I do have to say that I wasn’t expecting the suicide and it literally happened in one sentence with no obvious lead up to it. The ending of the story came as a shock and I spent some time thinking about it imagining the girlfriend waking up to a gun shot three feet from her and finding him dead with a hole in his head and the resulting hotel and police actions, etc.  I actually liked this part better than the whole rest of the story. So ‘A’ for effort on the surprise ending, but I still give the story 2 stars because I wouldn’t consider reading it again and I surely wouldn’t recommend it to any friends or family.

About the Author J.D. Salinger:

Born in New York in 1919, Jerome David Salinger dropped out of several schools before enrolling in a writing class at Columbia University, publishing his first piece (“The Young Folks”) in Story magazine. Soon after, the New Yorker picked up the heralded “A Perfect Day for Bananafish,” and more pieces followed, including “Slight Rebellion off Madison” in 1941, an early Holden Caulfield story. Following a stint in Europe for World War II, Salinger returned to New York and began work on his signature novel, 1951′s “The Catcher in the Rye,” an immediate bestseller for its iconoclastic hero and forthright use of profanity. Following this success, Salinger retreated to his Cornish, New Hampshire, home where he grew increasingly private, eventually erecting a wall around his property and publishing just three more books: “Nine Stories,” “Franny and Zooey,” “Raise High the Roof Beam, and Carpenters and Seymour: An Introduction.” Salinger was married twice and had two children. He died of natural causes on January 27, 2010, in New Hampshire at the age of 91.  (Courtesy of Amazon.com)

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In the Penal Colony by Franz Kafka – A Short Story Review

This short story was about an elaborate torture device that carved an inscription of your penalty into your back while slowly letting you die over the course of twelve hours.  An officer spends the first 70% of the story explaining to an explorer the intricacies of how the device was built and the various roles of all of the parts of the device: the bed, the designer, and the harrow.  Body of the condemned is tied down to the bed which raises up and down.  The harrow is a series of needles that are programmed by the Designer which is usually an inscription of the condemned’s sentence, in this case it was “Be Just”.  This is then carved into their back over the course of twelve hours, the needles going deeper and deeper with each pass.  The catch is that, this intricate device was popular a long, long time ago and was no longer supported by the people, save this one officer. Crowds used to show up for the executions but since the death of it’s inventor, no one shows up. The officer begs the explorer to speak to the new Commander about the benefits of this device and the explorer refuses.  Realizing that the officer has lost much of his influence he stops the machine and frees the condemned man.  He then puts himself into the device realizing that it will likely be its last run.  Instead of the elaborate, and somewhat spiritual death (according to the officer), the machine malfunctions and brutally stabs him until he dies within minutes.

There are definitely sentiments of semi-religious insanity littered throughout this story.  He was unwilling to change his ways, sticking to the old methods, despite the culture having moved on from the barbaric practices of the old days.  You could tell the officer was holding onto this practice as his only measure of power, and when he realized he no longer had any power or influence he killed himself.  Definitely an engaging story, a little longer than many of the other short stories I’ve read (40 pages) but well worth the read.

About the Author Franz Kafka:
Franz Kafka was an influential German-language author of novels and short stories. Contemporary critics and academics, including Vladimir Nabokov, regard Kafka as one of the best writers of the 20th century. The term “Kafkaesque” has become part of the English language. Kafka was born to middle class, German-speaking, Jewish parents, in Prague, Bohemia, then part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. The house in which he was born, on the Old Town Square next to Prague’s Church of St Nicholas, now contains a permanent exhibition devoted to the author. Most of Kafka’s writing, including the large body of his unfinished work, was published posthumously. (Courtesy of Amazon.com)

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