Flannery O Connor In Wise Blood Analysis

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Flannery O’Connor did not write to describe beautiful rooms or people living happily ever after; she wrote about the circus, the asylum – the spaces humans have created since the beginning. Wise Blood was her wild, twisted roller coaster ride view of it all. She was determined to show people the faces of the despairing, the fallen, the pretenders and what they looked like in all their predictability, farce and tragedy. Flannery O’Connor hits the reader over the head with a figurative cleaver in Wise Blood and opens them up to the frozen depths of spiritual apathy. She was a transformational Catholic writer from the Protestant South bent on shocking her readers - showing them the truth of who they were – lost souls – through her main character, …show more content…

Her world was the world of the Mad Hatter with Southern, fundamentalist tendencies or Alice and the Queen slithering down the rabbit hole while running a meth lab. Her characters were of biblical proportions. They were more than memorable; they were burned into the brain. One could say her main character was not unlike Jonah, Moses, or Saint Paul – running away from being saved or on their way to being saved – and sometimes not sure which. Hazel Motes fits the bill …show more content…

But Flannery does not spell out his epiphany for the oblivious she painstakingly reveals it through his actions. She lets the reader follow between the lines and then chew on it. Motes’ conversion is not done up in flowery words but found in excruciatingly painful actions. Flannery sympathizes with Motes’ pointless effort to escape from the “ragged figure who moves from tree to tree in the back of his mind.” (Author’s Note in Wise Blood) She likes his stubbornness. The Unmoved Mover preoccupies Motes’ unstable mind and tortured soul and ultimately Motes lets his guard down. And that is why Flannery writes about a character like Motes. She admires his fervor, his spunk, his Jonah like behavior, and ultimately his ability to face reality. Hazel Motes is no lukewarm worm. But in the end, as Francis Thompson predicted in The Hound of Heaven, God was never to be denied. Hazel Motes was ultimately reconciled to his role as the lost sheep, the prodigal son, the wayward soul, and would have appreciated the words in the poem, “Ah, fondest, blindest, weakest, I am He Whom thou seekest.”(The Hound of Heaven, lines 180 – 181) Motes had been blind, arrogant and pickled in hypocrisy and because of that underwent a painful renovation. He learned in his humiliation, grace transforms all, reveals

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