Vladimir Nabokov, teaching his students how to read Kafka, pointed out to them that the insect into which Gregor Samsa is transformed is in fact a winged beetle, an insect that carries its wings under its armored back, and that if Gregor had only discovered them, he would have been able to escape. And then Nabokov added: ‘Many a Dick and a Jane grow up like Gregor, unaware that they too have wings and can fly.
Franz Kafka’ya babasından gelen bir mektupta geçen
“Sen bir böceksin, parazitsin ailenin sırtında” dizeleri, dönüşümün asıl hikayesini ve Gregor Samsa maskesi arkasına saklanmış olan Franz Kafka’nın acılarını bağırmıyor mu sizce de?
-has a Very Large Problem and attempts to ignore it
-no really he tries to go back to sleep
-mean to his sister sometimes
-honestly tho he didn’t deserve all the bad things that happened to him jeez
-oh and he just happens to be a GIANT FUCKING INSECT
…[Gregor] has a tremendous convex belly divided into segments and a hard rounded back suggestive of wing cases. In beetles these cases conceal flimsy little wings that can be expanded and then may carry the beetle for miles and miles in a blundering flight. Curiously enough, Gregor the beetle never found out that he had wings under the hard covering of his back. (This is a very nice observation on my part to be treasured all your lives. Some Gregors, some Joes and Janes, do not know that they have wings.)
I’ve noticed in some posts and responses that people are surprised they found The Beast attractive. People, he’s supposed to be somewhat appealing. The Beast isn’t that far off from your average mountain man looking hairy guy. He’s basically just a few steps beyond Nick Offerman.
He has to be appealing for the story to work. If Disney went full Kafka and had the Beast crawling out from under the bed looking like Gregor Samsa, I don’t care if you didn’t change a single word, there ain’t no way in hell Belle was sticking around.
Of course now I’m imagining a Beauty and the Beast reboot starring Dan Stevens as Belle (cause he’s handsome, get it) and Nick Offerman as the Beast. No makeup or CGI necessary.
The plot is basically them sitting around that big library drinking scotch and talking about stupid stuff. I smell a hit.