Name: The Bluest Eye
Rating: 4.238795518207283 (357 reviews)
ISBN: 9780452287068

Toni Morrison

To commemorate Morrison's winning the Nobel Prize for Literature, Knopf here republishes her full canon of novels. This edition of "The Bluest Eye" (1970) contains a new afterword by the author.

The Bluest Eye

Read the searing first novel from the celebrated author of Beloved, which immerses us in the tragic, torn lives of a poor black family in post-Depression 1940s Ohio. Unlovely and unloved, Pecola prays each night for blue eyes like those of her privileged white schoolfellows. At once intimate and expansive, unsparing in its truth-telling, The Bluest Eye shows how the past savagely defines the present. A powerful examination of our obsession with beauty and conformity, Toni Morrison’s virtuosic first novel asks powerful questions about race, class, and gender with the subtlety and grace that have always characterised her writing. ‘She revealed the sins of her nation, while profoundly elevating its canon. She suffused the telling of blackness with beauty, whilst steering us away from the perils of the white gaze. That’s why she told her stories. And why we will never, ever stop reading them’ Afua Hirsch ‘Discovering a writer like Toni Morrison is rarest of pleasures’ Washington Post ‘When she arrived, with her first novel, The Bluest Eye, she immediately re-ordered the American literary landscape’ Ben Okri Winner of the PEN/Saul Bellow award for achievement in American fiction

I can’t write a review for this—I simply can’t. Toni Morrison is far too superior for any word to be uttered from my unworthy mouth, even in praise. I fear my own inadequacy might somehow diminish her, and that thought alone is unbearable. Note: I just watched 

 simultaneously... This is the worst day of my life.

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I can’t write a review for this—I simply can’t. Toni Morrison is far too superior for any word to be uttered from my unworthy mouth, even in praise. I fear my own inadequacy might somehow diminish her, and that thought alone is unbearable. Note: I just watched La Haine (1996) and finished The Bluest Eye simultaneously... This is the worst day of my life.

Pecola Breedlove, a young black girl, prays every day for beauty. Mocked by other children for the dark skin, curly hair, and brown eyes that set her apart, she yearns for normalcy, for the blond hair and blue eyes that she believes will allow her to finally fit in.Yet as her dream grows more fervent, her life slowly starts to disintegrate in the face of adversity and strife. A powerful examination of our obsession with beauty and conformity, Toni Morrison's virtuosic first novel asks powerful questions about race, class, and gender with the subtlety and grace that have always characterized her writing.
(back cover)

A Novel

Maureen

"You looked at them and wondered why they were so ugly; you looked closely and could not find the source. Then you realized that it came from conviction, their conviction. It was as though some mysterious all-knowing master had given each one a cloak of ugliness to wear, and they had each accepted it without question."

Wow. Just wow. I read this with the hope that it could serve as the novel for my thesis. I can't say for sure yet if I'll go with this—but even if it doesn't end up being the one, I definitely have no regrets reading this book. My first Morrison! What happens when notions of beauty intersect with race, gender, and relationships? You get a masterpiece called The Bluest Eye.

The novel confronts heavy issues and my heart honestly broke for the characters multiple times throughout. While Pecola experiences the worst downfall, I couldn't help but feel devastated for Mrs. Breedlove too. I think it was clever of Morrison to introduce this character without initially mentioning her first name. She is depicted to be cold and authoritative to her children; they don't even call her mother—only 'Mrs. Breedlove.' I flipped through the novel thinking she was a heartless old soul; but some hundred pages later, Morrison stunned me by providing Pauline's heartbreaking backstory. Afterward, I could never look at her the same way. 

So thank you, Toni Morrison, for reminding us once again of how humans belong to multiple social categories throughout their lives. While it is a given that women are more disadvantaged than men in society, it wouldn't be fair to equate the experiences of white women with black women, as The Bluest Eye makes it painfully clear just how different the latter's situation truly is.

Sohini Roy

several parts of this book were difficult for me to get through because of the alternating present-day events alongside flashbacks of other characters in the past, but overall very well-written. i don't necessarily think anything about it should be changed because it completely makes sense to reflect on a character's past in order to explain their present-day character, but occasionally a slow-paced flashback would be slightly taxing to get through because of morrison's intricate language usage. i also wish there was were more chapters consisting of pecola's point of view. overall extremely sad but a good portrayal of racial and societal issues in the 1940s.

Jim Hagan

"We looked for eyes creased with concern, but saw only veils."

Heartbreaking, magical.

In many ways beautiful descriptive writing and searing indictment of structural racism; also found it hard to be compelled. 

the Yale lecture on the book was a lot more illuminating in terms of what the book was trying to do (bring empathy for different characters, how that is different at the time).

Shohini Gupta

In many ways beautiful descriptive writing and searing indictment of structural racism; also found it hard to be compelled. 

the Yale lecture on the book was a lot more illuminating in terms of what the book was trying to do (bring empathy for different characters, how that is different at the time).

Jessica Biwang

I cannot believe I was able to finish this novel with so many trigger warnings involved. Please read at your own risk.

Deepika Ramesh

My best friend, who is an undergrad in English Literature, was surprised when I admitted that I haven’t read Toni Morrison. She said, “I couldn’t sleep for two nights after I read The Bluest Eye. Maybe, you should start with that.” I ordered the book that very moment. No surprises there. :)

When the book was delivered, I told my friend that I was beginning to read The Bluest Eye; she sent me the best tease ever. “Enjoy the pain!” I didn’t know what she meant then. I presumed that the book might be sad, and depressing, and that I would drown in my own tears. Mind you, not all touching books make me cry. Some unassuming books like Michael Morpurgo’s The Butterfly Lion, and Gabrielle Zevin’s The Storied Life of AJ Fikry made me sob like a baby. :) Because they warmed my heart.

So, I braced myself to enter a dark world constructed by Toni Morrison. I finished reading it last night, and I didn’t cry. But, I shuddered. I shuddered like I held hands with Frieda, and Claudia, and saw Pecola’s life shatter into smithereens. I shuddered as though I was guilty for not having done anything to help Pecola. I shuddered because the pain was raw. It was so raw and deep that my eyes went dry; I had no tear to shed. The Bluest Eye has scarred me for life. But, that’s not a complaint. One can’t complain because extraordinary books are bound to do that to emotional readers.

I found The Bluest Eye unsettling from the very beginning, from the time I learnt that ‘there were no marigolds in the fall of 1941… because Pecola was having her father’s baby that the marigolds did not grow.' I felt a lump grow in my throat. It kept growing and growing when Morrison revealed that Pecola was a diffident 11-year-old black girl, who was bullied at school, found no love at home, and raped by her own father. And ironically, her last name was Breedlove.

Pecola’s life could be a curse by itself. But, what made Pecola unhappy was that her eyes were not blue. She wanted the bluest eyes in the world. Did she pray for blue eyes because she thought the world would embrace her, and not ridicule her for being ‘black and ugly‘? Morrison wrote in her foreword and afterword, “Who planted that thought in her head? Who made her believe that blue eyes are beautiful?” Morrison asked those questions on our behalf. Morrison asked those questions for people, who are made to feel small about their appearances, which are not in their control.

“Along with the idea of romantic love, she was introduced to another — physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought. Both originated in envy, thrived in insecurity, and ended in disillusion.”

When poor Pecola went to a phony healer and dream interpreter, asking him to change her eyes’ colour, her helpless act was reminiscent of Philip Carey’s (the protagonist of Of Human Bondage) desperate prayers. He would sleep naked on the coldest night, hoping God would make him ‘normal’, and make his club-foot disappear. The next morning, he would wake up to see his feet not touched by God, and from then on he would withdraw his love for God, becoming an atheist. All for appearance, which is the most transient element of human life.

The most striking aspect in The Bluest Eye was Morrison’s choice to not antagonise three sex-workers, who were Pecola’s neighbours. Morrison didn’t offer sympathy either. They were what they were. And, after Frieda and Claudia (Pecola’s friends, who were as old as herself), they were the ones who didn’t see Pecola through the prejudiced tinted glasses, which everybody else wore. I loved them, and their curious names — China, Poland, and Miss Marie.

“Love is never any better than the lover. Wicked people love wickedly, violent people love violently, weak people love weakly, stupid people love stupidly, but the love of a free man is never safe. There is no gift for the beloved. The lover alone possesses his gift of love. The loved one is shorn, neutralized, frozen in the glare of the lover’s inward eye.”

Unlike Philip Carey, who made peace with his clubfoot, the young, gullible Pecola lost her sanity in the war against what’s carelessly called a society. And, that’s what would happen to a girl, who was raped twice by her father, and excluded by her community. Sanity, the most fragile thing of all, is the first to cave in. Maybe, just maybe, Pecola was happy there, in the world that’s created by her madness, in the company of her imaginary friend, who sang praises about her blue eyes. At least, she was free from prejudices there.

The Bluest Eye was Morrison’s raw, profound, excruciating commentary on racism, feminism, human rights, love, sex, mental health, and many more significant themes which are still alarmingly relevant.

I find it alarmingly relevant because most of us — women particularly — receive unsolicited advice about the aesthetic importance of shaving armpits, waxing the part between the nose and the upper lip, wearing matching lingerie, trying fad diets to attain size zero, only to look more feminine. One cannot go about changing the nincompoops, who offer such futile advice, but one can seek solace in a book like The Bluest Eye that transcends the definition of beauty.

You — regardless of wherever you are, however you look, whatever people say about you — are beautiful!

hileahrious

I’d say this book does justice to its principle message... demonstrating the devastating and disgusting reality that young black girls experience when it comes to beauty (especially given the time period). The message is still important today as white, blue-eyed, pristine beauty is constantly forced upon society as the ideal. The only part of the book that seemed excessive or unnecessary was the delving into of the character Soaphead Church... a disturbed pervert who for me didn’t add much to the plot or message. Not a comfortable read, but that’s precisely the point, as Morrison explains she wants the readers to judge themselves and see how they contribute to the very problem the book unveils.

my first toni morrison book ever and it changed the trajectory of my life

so many images in this will sit with me for the rest of my life

Emma Younger

Jaden Nelson

For now this is 5 stars. I had an idea of what it might be like to read a Toni Morrison book, and I am pleasantly surprised that I enjoyed the ride and didn't feel too pretentious along the way despite the very heavy-handed moral infusion in her books. 

 I think I shall be reading this book in a physical format someday, but my first pass of it as an audiobook was fantastic. Toni Morrison's narration is perfect for all characters, specifically Piccola. The helplessness and indifference that Toni Morrison affects in her voice is absolutely perfect (although audio was hard because the writing of this book is so elegant and beautiful that I frequently had to rewind passages to relisten and take it in).

I loved Morrison's writing style more than anything else. I thought her narrative building was wonderful, and I found her characters to be excellently crafted. In her author's note, she says 
"I didn't want to dehumanize the characters who trashed Picola and contributed to her collapse. One problem was that centering the weight of the novel on so delicate and vulnerable a character could smash her. This leaves readers ending up pitying her instead of interrogating themselves for the smashing. My solution was to break the narrative into parts that had to be reassembled by the reader. The exclusion does not satisfy me now. Many readers remain touched, but not moved…”"

These are some parts of the book/concepts explored/sections of writing that I enjoyed
-"Slowly, like Indian summer moving imperceptibly towards fall, somewhere between retina and object, between vision and view, his eyes draw back and hover at some point in time and space, he senses that he need not waste the effort of a glance. How can a 52-year-old immigrant store owner with the taste of potatoes and beer in his mouth see a little black girl"

-"And all of our beauty, which was hers first, and which she gave to us all of us, all who knew her felt so wholesome after we cleaned ourselves of her. We were so beautiful when we stood astride her ugliness, her simplicity deprecated us, her guilt sanctified us, her pain made us glow with Health. Her inarticulateness made us believe we were eloquent. Her poverty kept us generous."

-Author's note "When I started writing The Bluest Eye, I was interested in something else, not resistance to the contempt of others or ways to deflect it, but to find the tragic and disabling consequences of accepting rejection as legitimate, self-evident."

The Bluest Eye is Toni Morrison's first novel, a book heralded for its richness of language and boldness of vision. Set in the author's girlhood hometown of Lorain, Ohio, it tells the story of black, eleven-year-old Pecola Breedlove. Pecola prays for her eyes to turn blue so that she will be as beautiful and beloved as all the blond, blue-eyed children in America. In the autumn of 1941, the year the marigolds in the Breedlove's garden do not blom, Pecola's life does change--in painful, devastating ways.

With it's vivid evocation of the fear and loneliness at the heart of a child's yearning, and the tragedy of its fulfillment, The Bluest Eye remains one of Toni Morrison's most powerful, unforgettable novels--and a significant work of American fiction.
--back cover

Michael Springer

Jackie Beauregard

Jenna Bush on The Today show just recommend this book for the month of December! YAY! I read it a few years ago ! It is so good ! Everyone should read this book .

farah

took a while to get invested into the story, but it gets better as it goes. Listened to the audiobook but I think I'd have preferred a hardcopy

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