A book review written by Lee Sonogan
“All I maintain is that on this earth there are pestilences and there are victims, and it’s up to us, so far as possible, not to join forces with the pestilences.”
Written in 1947, Albert Camus covers philosophy and theology within a town absorbing the black plague. Almost leaving a bad taste in your mouth, you feel that way in how realistic the choices the doctors make. Plus all the citizen’s trying to remain sane in wake of laws put in place. From human behaviour to the bleak characters playing major roles, the somewhat bulky novel offers a solid flow from start to end.
Driving universal themes home, it reads like a fever dream. Compelling and unpredictable, I felt guilty taking so long to finish consuming it. More than enough to make you want to explore other long content by the author. Dr. Bernard Rieux remaining cool, his perspective holds everything together in a satisfying way. Overall it will not appeal to everyone although as my first impressions, Covid-19 makes this book more relevant than ever.
Symbolic of inevitable death, once the rats die in herds, after part 1 hooks you with the most exciting content. I recommend this book because of all the indirection it goes regarding the people inside. Thoughtful prose for a writer to be inspired, on the other hand, just entertaining enough in pure descriptive power. Slapping on a conclusion, The Plague is classic literature well laid out with strong imagination vs dystopian fears.
“In fact, it comes to this: nobody is capable of really thinking about anyone, even in the worst calamity. For really to think about someone means thinking about that person every minute of the day, without letting one’s thoughts be diverted by anything- by meals, by a fly that settles on one’s cheek, by household duties, or by a sudden itch somewhere. But there are always flies and itches. That’s why life is difficult to live.”