THE ODDEST ODYSSEY :

REVIEW : of Ulysses by James Joyce (Edmund Wilson, July 5, 1922, The New Republic)

It seems to me great rather for the things that are in it than for its success as a whole. It is almost as if in distending the story to ten times its natural size he had finally managed to burst it and leave it partially deflated. There must be something wrong with a design which involves so much that is dull--and I doubt whether anyone will defend parts of Ulysses against the charge of extreme dullness.

No review in the storied history of Brothers Judd has brought down more condemnation on our heads than our unfavorable reading of Ulysses. We'd wish you all a happy Bloomsday, but someone might think we actually cared. Instead Happy Waterloo Day. Posted by Orrin Judd at June 18, 2002 3:24 PM