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  • East of Eden

  • Written by: John Steinbeck
  • Narrated by: Richard Poe
  • Length: 25 hrs and 23 mins
  • Unabridged
  • Overall
    5 out of 5 stars 90
  • Performance
    5 out of 5 stars 81
  • Story
    5 out of 5 stars 81

This sprawling and often brutal novel, set in the rich farmlands of California's Salinas Valley, follows the intertwined destinies of two families - the Trasks and the Hamiltons - whose generations helplessly reenact the fall of Adam and Eve and the poisonous rivalry of Cain and Abel.

  • 5 out of 5 stars
  • Worthy of its reputation

  • By Anonymous User on 2019-01-16

Deeply and unforgivably misogynist

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Reviewed: 2018-10-30

I will concede that Steinbeck has his virtues; he is no doubt an exceptional crafter of multigenerational stories, perhaps second only to Marquez.
In this book however, as in much of Steinbeck’s work, he seems to have no idea what to do with his female characters. Nearly all of them are bizarrely caricatured, either grimly silent and moralized or pathologically unredeemable. In both such cases, women in the novel are consistently otherized and possess no real agency. The result is a novel which, while notable for its ambition, is extremely clumsy with its female characters and strangely lacks any self-awareness about it.
East of Eden, overly encumbered by direct biblical analogies, has an Adam, a Cain and an Abel, each with a degree of nuance. Yet Steinbeck has no interest at all in a cogent arc for Cathy, whom the narrator (rather lamely) declares from the outset as a “malformed soul” and who is this ludicrously overwrought as a projection of human depravity. The novel commits itself entirely to her vilification and to the reification of sin through her, in my opinion squandering much of its credibility in the process.
The book no doubt has an enduring readership and critical reputation. Unfortunately, it is entirely marred for me by its misogynistic archetypes and its equivocations of moral turpitude with a feminine “lack” (I’ll leave you to figure out what Steinbeck means by this 🙄).
I am tempted to call this a bad book.

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