This 1934 novel had
its beginnings much earlier in the life of the controversial author and his
wife, Zelda Sayre. While This Side of Paradise, his first novel, captured the
young love and longing of protagonist Amory Blaine, the story reaches its
tumultuous end in the pages of Tender is the Night. It has been said over and
over that Scott Fitzgerald’s writings were based on his own life, that he was
the Amory and the Dick of his novels. He wrote about his crisis filled personal
life, making it more crazed and unhappy. In capturing the sadness of his own
life, he left readers with a bittersweet longing for the age that he had lived
in and embodied in spirit.
Tender is the Night
was the last published novel of the author. And it was written after a
considerably long bout of un-productivity in his career. It tells the story of
a couple, the Diver’s, falling out of love after years of being regarded as
“two bodies, one soul”. It is a sad, sometimes infuriating tale. One can see
that Dick needs Nicole quite as much as Nicole needs him. In the years since
their extraordinary courtship, they have developed a joint personality that
people outside of their marriage almost revere.
But, as is the case
with most marriages, the outsiders find a way in. Just as simply as guests were
invited into their reverie on the French Riviera. It was, alas, a paradise that
got trampled upon. There are a string of uninteresting characters who like to
bask in the glamour of the Divers, one among them being a misguided, passionate
young actress. She was awed by the Divers, perhaps more by Dick than by Nicole.
Nicole’s character development shows a stark dissimilarity between her
condition before and after their marriage. Her mental disposition and the
reason behind it shock the reader.
The story ends
depressingly, with the duo being separated by their own volition. It was an
inevitable end. I can’t say I enjoyed the story, or the writing. In spite of
his fame and the posthumous hype about him, I find F. Scott Fitzgerald lacking
in originality and sometimes frivolous. Of the three works of his that I have
read, I must say that I admire The Great Gatsby the best. Tender is the Night
will, unfortunately, not hold a tender place in my heart.
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