The boggy, soggy, squitchy picture in the entrance to Mr. Coffin's welcoming though spare establishment, the Spouter Inn of New Bedford Massachussets, has some strange allegorical meaning. What could this besmoked defaced painting be? By diligent study and a series of systematic visits to it, and careful inquiry of the neighbors, Ishmael looks for any way to arrive at an understanding of its purpose.
Perhaps New England hags had endeavored to delineate chaos bewitched? And what was that long, limber, portentous, black mass of something hovering in the centre of the picture, with its indefinite, half-attained, unimaginable sublimity? By oath, Ishmael had to find out what that marvellous painting meant. Could it be the breaking-up of the icebound stream of Time? Or maybe, maybe a whale?
Calling this smoky dark picture a portentous sublimity has perhaps a purpose, quietly introducing the main character. Ishmael shares with the curious reader "a final theory of his own, partly based upon the aggregated opinions of many aged persons with whom he conversed upon the subject." Perhaps it is the exasperated fish, able to crush a sailing vessel with his very size.
Past the whale painting, an array of strange and rare flotsam includes a harpoon that entered a whale at the tail and was found in its neck after migrating a full forty feet like a needle in the flesh. Sounds painful.
The bar may have been an inspiration for Star Wars, manufactured from the head of a right whale and dispensing poison. A little withered old Jonah, who, for their money, dearly sells the sailors deliriums and death in carefully made swindlers' tumblers. Bedarned and ragged, their beards stiff with icicles, the obstreperous whalers at the bar seemed an eruption of bears from Labrador.
So, when Mr. Coffin invites Ishmael to share the bed of a harpooner, there being no other room at the inn, it comes as no surprise that Ishmael made up his mind that "if it so turned out that we should sleep together, he must undress and get into bed before I did". Shades of Mr. Churchill's famous deprecation about naval tradition. Who could this suspicious harpooner be? Mr. Churchill's comment rears again when Mr Coffin explains the harpooner is "out a peddling, you see, and I don't see what on airth keeps him so late, unless, may be, he can't sell his head."
All of course is explained in a way that would avoid unwelcome enquiries from the censor, but you may wish to read the explanation yourself.
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Re: Moby Dick Chapter 3. The Spouter-Inn.
To continue with the Proust comparison - here Ishmael makes as much to-do about his getting to bed as Marcel, and just as the latter's good night kiss allowed Marcel to sleep, so Queequeg's benediction does the same for Ishmael.
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Proust, damn his infernal soul, was mentioned in the context of chapter one and chapter two of Moby Dick, with regard to his Melvillian eye for detail. This is a conversation topic best ignored by those like me whose knowledge of Proust is entirely third hand, so please forgive my mistakes.
It was DWill, with that seemingly innocuous madeleine biscuit, best forgotten, who compared the puissant Mystic clam chowder* to some possibly urinary French tract by Proust. Apart from the inherent confusion emerging from all remembrance of things past, there is something very perplexingly French about Marcel kissing himself goodnight.
Ishmael had a perfect excuse for his fear of Queequeg, given the appalling build up of trepidation and quake-in-boots expectation that Melville subjected us to.
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The connection between ‘Star Wars’ and the ‘Spouter Inn’ is a good one. The crew of the Grampus head straight for the bar ‘Enveloped in their shaggy watch coats, and with their heads muffled in woollen comforters, all bedarned and ragged, and their beards stiff with icicles, they seemed an eruption of bears from Labrador.’ I could (and have) read this chapter over several times, and still enjoy the comedy. Ishmael is already very nervous about sharing a bed with a stranger, after being told by the landlord that ‘the harpooner is a dark complexioned chap …..he eats nothing but steaks, and likes ‘em rare’. He decides to sleep on a bench so the landlord obligingly planes a wooden bench for him ‘…the while grinning like an ape’. When he decides to share a bed after all the landlord casually mentions that the harpooner sells heads. He seems to enjoy goading Ishamel into fits of rage –‘I’m not green’ he rages, but the landlord obviously has a different opinion. Melville keeps us in delighted suspense the whole chapter, as we watch Ismael first examine and puzzle over the harpooners belongings . He is even frightened by his own reflection in the mirror by now. The harpooner arrives, and Ishmael sees him by candlelight. Melville reveals the harpooners body piecemeal – first of all the dark, purplish yellow face, with tattooed black squares, then the bald head, with just a small scalp-knot twisted up on his forehead. ‘His bald purplish head now looked for all the world like a mildewed skull’, and finally his completely tattooed body. We are kept in suspense while the harpooner performs a religious rite. Ishmaela is frozen with fear, and when the harpooner finally puts out the candle and climbs into bed, Ishmaela cries out, and in the darkness and confusion the harpooner threatens to kill him. ‘Landlord! Watch! Coffin! Angels! save me!’ The landlord appears (rather too quickly) grinning ‘Don’t be afraid now;, said he ‘Queequeg here wouldn’t harm a hair of your head’. It’s a lovely chapter. I’m going to watch the film again, because I don’t think it does justice to this chapter.
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My Gutenberg version has an illustration of Queequeg that I love. I wanted to take a closer look, but could not find it online. It depicts a Queequeg totally naked, but with barely an inch not tattoed. He is holding a fan and perhaps what could be a harpoon?
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I promise not to mention Proust again. It appears that Chris27 is the only one who knows anything about him anyway. That was a rip-roaring chapter. What I have to add to the commentary is trivia. Back when we were reading the Top 500 Poems, we came to John Crowe Ransom's "Bells for John Whiteside's Daughter. The line "It is no wonder her brown study Astonishes us all" gave us some trouble. I don't think we realized that "brown study" wasn't Ransom's invention, but had a long history, having come to mean by his time, being sunk in thought. I caught the phrase in the chapter after the landlord obligingly planes down the the bench for Ishmael's sleeping comfort (so accommodating). "So gathering up the shavings with another grin, and throwing them into the great stove in the middle of the room, he went about his business, and left me in a brown study."
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My Gutenberg version has an illustration of Queequeg that I love. I wanted to take a closer look, but could not find it online. It depicts a Queequeg totally naked, but with barely an inch not tattoed. He is holding a fan and perhaps what could be a harpoon?
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Yes that is very similar, but different to the one I have. The one I have shows him full body. But in essence it's the same. I was surprised at how many different film versions have been made. Which do you consider the best?
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So do you think Queequeg is Polynesian? Also - was he really a cannibal? Because Ishamael calls him that before he has met him.
It may be a little too early for me to tell. New Zealand is mentioned. Which is close to New Guinea where they had a thing for shrinking heads and cannibalism. With the mention of tomahawk he could be a Native American.
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