Caution tape surrounded the bookshelf. My hands quivered as
I reached out for the forbidden book. The air was full of excitement as I
opened the cover and began to read. It was banned book month at my local
bookstore.
The book I happened to reach for was The Bell Jar by Sylvia
Plath, a riveting classic about a young woman's descent into madness. Though
the book is narrated by a girl named Esther Greenwood, it is a well known fact
that The Bell Jar is a thinly disguised memoir of Plath's own life. The story
begins in glamorous New York City where Esther is working for a fashion
magazine. But all that glitters is not gold, as can be seen by the trials
Esther faces while in New York. When she returns to her small hometown, Esther
begins to lose her grip on reality. She becomes paranoid of innocent occasions,
she isolates herself from those who care for her, and she loses her ability to
function normally. Eventually, Esther is sent to a mental asylum where a crude
doctor gives her shock treatments as a solution to her mental illness. The
shock treatments, however, spiral her into a yet worse state causing her to try
to end her own insanity. After her attempted suicide, Esther is sent to a more
refined mental hospital where she recovers slowly and develops interesting
relationships with her doctor and her fellow patients. The book ends rather
open-endedly, but those who know the story of Sylvia Plath’s life can make a
reasonable assumption to the conclusion.
Plath writes with a
matter-of-fact voice, refusing to sugarcoat details. Her ability to put surreal
feelings into words amazes me. There are rare moments in life when someone
seems to not only understand completely, but also recapture exact emotions vividly.
The Bell Jar is full of moments like this. Additionally, Plath uses a plethora
of interesting strategies to tell her story. For instance, the first paragraph of
the book opens with an allusion to the Rosenberg execution by electric chair,
an ominous foreshadowing of the shock treatments Esther is given in the mental
asylum.
This book has continued to resonate with me for months after
reading. The Bell Jar is full of unforgettable moments and stellar imagery. I recommend
it to anyone who has ever suffered with a mental illness, and to anyone who has
ever just felt plain crazy. I would encourage readers under the age of fifteen
to wait to read this book as it contains graphic sexual and suicidal content. The
Bell Jar is indeed disturbing, earning its place as a formerly banned book.
Yet, in my opinion, it is disturbing in the very best of ways.
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