Voce narrativa in Cime Tempestose, Guide, Progetti e Ricerche di Letteratura Inglese

Scarica Voce narrativa in Cime Tempestose e più Guide, Progetti e Ricerche in PDF di Letteratura Inglese solo su Docsity! Exploring Narrative Voice In Wotherng Heights 1. Introducing Locirwwood - the ‘Frame Narrator” The narrator is a creation ofthc author used to: * organise * select * presentinformation. The narrator may also: * commentand judge directly address the reader be a participant in the story be a detached observer be ‘transparent’, appearing to speak with the voice of the author. Lockwood is not the only narrator in Wuthering Heights. His narrativo contains all the other stories and narratives told in Wuthering Heights. Critics term this kind of narrator the ‘frame narrator®. A narralor can: belong to the same reality as or stand outside the story (‘extradiegetic’) the characters (‘diegetic’) participate in the story or tellthe story without any involvement be perceptive or misread events play a role in the story (reader or be‘invisible’ (reader is unaware of any is aware ofthe narralor as a narrator or narrative voice) character) be reliable (reader believes or be unreliable (deliberately deceitful) or what the narrator tells] inadequate (unperceptive) 2. Expertmenting with Voice The two cxtracts helow are taken from early in Wuthering Heights. 1. Ofthe two cxtracts, which narrative voice appears more subjective? 2. Which narrative voice seems more reliable and accurate? 3. Which narrative voice do you find most engaging, or powerful, or affecting? Extract 1 - Lockwood 1801 - I have just returned from a visit from my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society, A perfect misanthropist's Heaven - and Mr Hcathcliff and I are such a suitable pair to divide the desolation between us. A capital fellow! He little imagined how my heart warmed towards him when I beheld his black cyes withdraw so suspiciously under their brows, as I rode up, and when his fingers sheltered themselves, with a jealous resolution, still further in his waistcoat, as i announced my name.