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Woolf's Filmmaker-like Writing

In class, we discussed the narrating style that Woolf chooses to use of the 'free indirect discourse' in her novel Mrs. Dalloway, where the perspectives of the narration melts between one person to another, from a deeply first person level, delving into a characters thoughts and experiences, to also being distinctly from an outward and subjective point of view. Between the wonderful melting of dual-consciousness, and flashes of memory that really captures the human psyche, there was one striking sequence that really struck a chord with me.
Near the beginning of the book, after we are initially introduced to Clarissa as a character, Woolf falls into an almost cinematic sequence as she describes the setting at which Clarissa is in, as we, the readers are shown exactly what Clarissa would have been seeing/hearing:

"And everywhere, though it was still so early, there was a beating, a stirring of galloping ponies, tapping of cricket bats; Lords, Ascot, Ranelagh and all the rest of it; wrapped in the soft mesh of the grey-blue morning air, which, as the day wore on, would unwind them, and set down on their lawns and pitches the bouncing ponies whose forefeet just struck the ground and up they sprung, the whirling young men, and laughing girls in their transparent muslins who, even now, after dancing all night, were taking their absurd woolly dogs for a run; and even now, at this hour, discreet old dowagers were shooting out in their motor cars on errands of mystery; and the shopkeepers were fidgeting in their windows with their paste and diamonds, their lovely old sea-green brooches in eighteenth-century settings to tempt Americans (...) But how strange, on entering the Park, the silence; the mist; the hum; the slow-swimming happy ducks; the pouched birds waddling..." (5)

I think this sequence really perked my interest because it depicted the setting almost precisely as a modern day filmmaker would have. Woolf utilizes visual and auditory imagery to capture a beautiful and candid of portrait of an early morning in Westminster area London in the 1920s. With this imagery, one could almost imagine a scene from a movie playing out in their head, filled with erratic and energetic cuts of the individual actions that Woolf focuses on (ponies, laughing people), tied together by the sounds of the general bustle of the city morning, all hued by the color of the morning sun and sky, and later contrasted by the still and serene beauty in the park with the calm water and birds. 
A rapid-cut montage is an extremely widely used technique used in the beginning of many many films to establish the setting in an efficient way. The way Woolf utilized visual and auditory information to provide context and acclimate the reader into the setting at which the story took place was a very pleasant surprise as I realized that techniques that I once thought were only found in the film art form was in fact just another technique of storytelling itself. 


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  1. This is a great post. We talk a lot in class about Woolf's characters and Woolf's tone, but only touched on the deeper mechanics/effects of her prose. She not only takes advantage of the different senses, but there's also this zooming-in effect as she brings out details that in turn make the scene more vivid. I think this cinematic style is especially innovative considering that films were still relatively new (only around for, what, 30 years?) when "Mrs. Dalloway" was written.

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  2. I never really noticed the similarities between how Wolfe utilizes visual/auditory sounds to describe things, and how movies do the same. I must say, after watching the movie, "Hours", I wish the producers utilized the rapid-cut montage. I feel as though the producers displayed the scenery just like any other movie, and missed the opportunity to describe the scenery in terms of the main character's actions.

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