In part
1 of my midterm evaluation, I have told you about my class on Pop and High Culture of Twentieth Century
America. And until now, I haven’t managed to address my two English classes
which are equally interesting and maybe even a tad more relevant for my
professional future. So here goes! Part 2, Literary
Theory.
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Those
among my faithful and cherished readers who also know me outside of this blog
(which might be 100%) already know about my fascination with literary/cultural/critical
theory. I might already have lectured you once or twice about the importance
and the great subversive potential of it, even if you were just asking to be
nice and didn’t really care. Sorry. Anyway, one of my classes is called Literary Theory. Being taught by one of
the coolest teachers in the history of teaching, this class is as entertaining
as it is enlightening. In the beginning, it was often very interesting to read
and discuss original essays by such fundamental writers as de Saussure, Barthes,
Marx, Althusser, Freud, de
Beauvoir, Foucault,
or Said
(those links are not Wikipedia entries! So check them out!), on concepts which
I had already been introduced to back home at American Studies Leipzig. Here at
OU, in Dr M.’s (her own suggestion)
class, I think we’ve mostly dug at least a bit deeper than I previously could.
Beyond that,
we’ve also read and discussed some Lacan,
Fanon, Kristeva, Mulvey, and Bhabha
which was mostly new territory for me (heard the names, but that’s it). Oh, and
we tried to make sense of Derrida. DiffĂ©rance. Didn’t quite succeed. Little
surprise. There’s definitely a (quite logical) tendency that, the harder a text
is—and some of them seem to deliberately refuse to make sense—the less we get
out of them in class. When visiting Athens, Prof G. brought up the idea to just start a reading group to get
deeper into the texts, and I liked it. Back in reality some hours later,
though, I realized that there is too little time for that in the semester due
to my other classes. So I guess after all, this class is just another of a few
springboards into theory. I’ll have to do the swimming myself.
Anyway—best
part—there’s more to come! Cixous, Butler, Baudrillard (I already had a good
thing going with this dude back at ASL!). Great stuff. It is an incredibly good
thing to have a class that is devoted to cultural theory which is then applied
to literature, movies, youtube videos, ads, and the websites of department
stores. I even had to re-read Morrison’s The
Bluest Eye, not necessarily one of my favorite reads. (Didn’t read the
whole thing again, but psst!). And this class made me realize and appreciate
the novel’s depth and ingenuity much more than when I first read it last year.
All because I got my theory right. Midterms were quite a bit of work, and I had
to look at a picture of toasted
tarantula for minutes that felt like hours (because I discussed the ad’s
use of Othering and exoticizing), but everything worked out just fine in the
end. And the second half of the semester continues to be interesting. We’ve
already watched My Life in Pink
(Great Belgian movie!! Some weird scenes with weird animations, but good story,
definitely worth watching if you’re interested in why you’re a girl or a boy!),
and I’m looking forward to reading some Junot Diaz. Heard a lotta good things.
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