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Sagittarius My poor little butterfly, life has been so unfair to you. Today's advice "A long-distance collaboration works out better than expected. Think what you can do, very soon, face-to-face in the same room! Today's advice "An option you had turned down only yesterday proves far more attractive today. If astrology suggests the enactment of prior determinations, gold, by taking the shape of whatever molds it, permits ongoing personal and communal development in a plastic, unfixed environment. The circulation of gold moves in exactly the opposite direction from astrology; leaving Hokitika, the characters would lose whatever individuality they had acquired there through risk and effort.
In the Southern setting of The Luminaries , further, going Home might not seem so necessary, or attractive. Local identities do indicate social and moral values, and so are desirably linked to gold by a different sense of its value, its immediate purchasing power, or ability to transmute into other objects and actions. Some characters want security, some want release, some want information; on the ground in Hokitika, their money variously buys bread, clothing, building materials, time with prostitutes, political favors, and judicial verdicts. Multiple systems of analysis and evaluation sometimes reinforce common values, but more often jam one another and produce a strange uncertainty that directly refutes claims of totality.
The result is a visceral feeling that the characters are in the grip of massive and competing forces not only outside their control but beyond their comprehension-and ours as well. Whatever advantage we readers might claim by knowing about the larger structures of narration eventually turns to disquiet, because the values of ironic detachment are no more reliable than anything the characters believe. If the simultaneous operation of multiple systems in The Luminaries discredits attempts at totalization, temporal structures prove to be destabilizing as well.
Prolepsis, beloved of modernism, is nearly useless here, since the underlying circumstances of any particular effect are so numerous and contingent that an effort to attribute causality ends up looking like another literary card trick. Catton, in fact, gives up the chase in several key places: some leads go cold, some causes of death are never determined. More to the point, the desire of some characters to envision a sense-making linear chronology proves self-defeating, because cause-and-effect requires a reductionist loyalty to a particular version of the past.
Characters who heavily draw identity from family history, for example, succumb to a special nightmare, because ancestral pride does not necessarily produce social value on the gold frontier. The actual result is that Moody is so disturbed by his late-blooming recognition of social hypocrisy that that he misconstrues many of the relationships around him in Hokitika. The reclusive Crosbie Wells tells the most heartbreaking story in The Luminaries in a series of fourteen letters written to his half-brother, the prominent regional politician Alasdair Lauderback.
Quoted in full, italicized as if they are real inserted documents, the letters describe the pathetic life of a castaway Victorian child, illegitimate and unwanted. The letters offer no blackmail threat or demand for patronage, only a plea for recognition and the hope that Lauderback will buy him the cheapest passage back to England. Nonetheless I write in desperation.
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Walter Moody discovers the letters in a wrongly delivered trunk, and we read them over his shoulder, but Moody does nothing with them. No one can be helped or harmed by the information the letters reveal, and they have no effect whatever. Those who wear their histories more lightly, it would seem, are better off. The antipodean isolation of Hokitika offers the opportunity for the new arrivals in The Luminaries to construct new identities.
The sweet prostitute, Anna Wetherill, and her goofy lover, Emery Staines, are rendered nearly defenseless by their inability to comprehend intent; these two have difficulty even with basic registers of suspicion and self-preservation.
They rely upon the openness of the settlement to make their identities, but their vaudeville-quality fecklessness emphasizes that some level of self-awareness, and some extension of context beyond immediate experience, would be more beneficial. On the same hand, the more successful characters are able to remake themselves that way, using the past lightly, and allowing them to negotiate social and moral orientations that neither debilitate them through memory nor leave them defenseless.
Their survival of broad, cultural violence produces and supports exacting, precise awareness of the present. In a conversation between the Maori and the Chinese miner Sook Yongsheng, for instance, new identities that permit articulation-that bring together such a pair in any event-speak directly through a recognized basis of dislocation, not in spite of it:.
Tauwhare spoke slowly, and with much gesticulation; he was evidently well used to communicating with his hands and his expressions, and paused after every clause to make sure he was accurately understood. To what end, though, should the remaking of the self be directed? Can new identity lead to systematic understanding? Can it overcome loss? Can it prevent nightmares? Systems of material arrangement, temporal progression, and social exchange in The Luminaries reveal uncertainty too quickly to be usefully sustained.
Uncertainty itself, however, once it is admitted as an influential factor in all forms of understanding, may help organize information. We cannot forget them.
If we take this seriously, if we see Devlin less as a Gemini with Venus in his house than as a complex figure who plumbs the depths of self-doubt and social anxiety in order to produce an ethical present, we may find that information, like gold, is a fungible commodity. Information in The Luminaries means little until it is brought into present effect, and veracity in an absolute sense is often less functional than consensual values that are negotiated and then performed as if true. As one drama teacher says, however cynically,. The stage only cares if something looks real.
If it looks real, then whether it is real or not is immaterial. The focus on ethical performance answers the opening question: this is what makes The Luminaries such a good book. Late in the novel, long after satire has given way to empathy, backstories of coincidence and desire are performed in tragic mode. As we have seen, we learn the truth about important plot elements too late for it to matter, and for the most part we can only watch events already unfolded, consequences already determined.
The twelfth section, the last and shortest, is also the quietest and most intimate of stagings; chronologically, it refers to a very early moment, with Anna and Emery in bed, in love, the only two people in Hokitika who actually listen to each other. Their dialogue is unattributed: love has brought them that extraordinarily difficult understanding of another person. In the cold logic of linear time, these two have no idea how roughly the world will treat them in only a few hours.
But here, in the sprung chronology of The Luminaries , in the smallest compass of performance, Catton offers the great generosity of redemption: the present moment. Surely, this is what Beatrice meant by giving feet and hands to God, as the characters search for words to tell one another of the vastness of being and the depth of love. Birns, Nicholas. Sydney: Sydney University Press, Bohjalian, Chris.
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Williams, Nancy M. Canberra: Australian Institute of Aboriginal Studies, The astrological generator Catton describes is a more complex application; it not only performs functions that would be depressingly time-consuming if performed by hand, but it also can be easily calibrated for the exact dates and global positions of the story. In Australia, alternatives to the defaced ensign are frequently proposed and debated, while New Zealand, in a referendum, voted to reject other designs and retain the existing flag.
The numbers to four decimal places were found with the simplest Google search. Such practices, however, developed as the disciplinary codification of European social divisions that were already centuries old—a set of preferences, of course, that influences the very notions of specialization and disciplinarity from the outset.
Professor at the C. Scheckter has written articles and conference papers on American, Australian, Canadian, African and South Asian literatures, including novels, short fiction and autobiography. His email address is john.