Forget the symbolism. Dylan paints images and characters.
This story feels like Vonnegut's "Cat's Cradle." We watch the wild characters, laugh, and ultimately feel detached enough to switch it all off, while other peoples' lives go down.
Strange... I read KV's 'Galapagos' a couple of years after first hearing BDB, and I was struck by the similar feeling they gave me; particularly the joy at the characters' own destruction. Quite misanthropic, really. Never read CC though.
Strange... I read KV's 'Galapagos' a couple of years after first hearing BDB, and I was struck by the similar feeling they gave me; particularly the joy at the characters' own destruction. Quite misanthropic, really. Never read CC though.
Forget the symbolism. Dylan paints images and characters.
This story feels like Vonnegut's "Cat's Cradle." We watch the wild characters, laugh, and ultimately feel detached enough to switch it all off, while other peoples' lives go down.
Strange... I read KV's 'Galapagos' a couple of years after first hearing BDB, and I was struck by the similar feeling they gave me; particularly the joy at the characters' own destruction. Quite misanthropic, really. Never read CC though.
Strange... I read KV's 'Galapagos' a couple of years after first hearing BDB, and I was struck by the similar feeling they gave me; particularly the joy at the characters' own destruction. Quite misanthropic, really. Never read CC though.