Crooks Monologue Essay

Tell me what you did to them. Fucking liar. Five? I've done eight, and raped the shit out of all of em, before I killed 'em. Give me the details, man. Did you fuck em first? Got pictures? He really didn't know why he came here. The responses, obviously from men, wanting nothing more than to jack off to anothers dark fantasies, were always the same. Questions, boasts, requests for details, juvenile comments or being called a liar. It wasn't just the comments that had him shaking his head in disgust

Lennie would be the best option. I wanted to find him but he wasn’t in the barn but then I heard Crooks shout if I was Slim. I asked if Lennie was there and went inside. Normally, you’re not supposed to come into a nigger’s house but it didn’t seem like Crooks had any troubles with it so I decided to talk with Lennie as Crooks probably wouldn’t like it if I would make any comments. We had good ideas but Crooks decided to ruin it. He claimed that George was just giving all the money away in town and that

Curley’s wife, and so she just shut him up. To this, Crooks has nothing at all to say. This shows the effects of race and power in this time period. Since Curley’s wife has the power to pretty much destroy Crooks life, he can’t do anything. How others act to him also depends on his race because he is black, and during this time, black people are thought to be slaves and less than to white people. This gives the power to Curley’s wife to control Crook no matter what he does. Trying to fight that comes

As I stand hushed at the doorway to Crooks’ small shed, he looks up from his dusty, thick dictionary and notices me standing here. "Well, what do you want?" he asks me with a stone-face. I tell him about the interview, and his grimace turns into a smile. "Set down," he invited. "Set down on the nail keg." I do as he says and soon ask him why he’s by himself, isolated from the other men on the ranch. “'Cause I'm black. They play cards in there, but I can't play because I'm black. They say I stink

a small piece of land and live peacefully until he dies as from this point he can only degenerate. Like candy, Crooks is an example of Steinbeck’s compassion. Crooks is not only a black man in a racially unbalanced world but he also has a physical disability. So from many views, Crooks could be seen as the most victimised character, only being treated equal by slim “Oh! Sure, crooks. I’ll come right out an’ put it on” although the other ranchers recognise him as a “nice fella” they have no compassion

that the right thing to do was let Lennie go, and the consequence Lennie would have if not killed by George. He Stayed beside George for moral support. Slim knew who’s gun he had in all, but agreed with George. For instance, in my literary graphic Crooks was to stay in the barn, this symbolizes, because he’s black,

I do not think the book did a good job on describing Curley. I think the second movie did the best rendering of Crooks. In the second movie it was very obvious that he had a crooked back. The book and the two movies all did a good job of showing Crooks's loneliness. The incident in Weed was portrayed differently in the book and the two movies. In the book

The characters Crooks and Curley’s wife seem to be solitary, and the author explains the reasons for their loneliness. For example, in a part of the book we see Crooks asking Curley’s wife to go back to her house, before he and the rest of the guys get in trouble for being with her she said “Well, I ain’t giving you no trouble. Think i don’t like to talk to somebody ever’once in a while? Think I like to stick in that house alla time?” (Steinbeck 77). This shows that the boys try to stay away from

Mallard in “Hour.” The women of her time are limited by cultural convention. Yet, Mrs. P, (like Louise) begins to experience a new freedom of imagination, a zest for life , in the immediate absence of her husband. She realizes, through interior monologues, that she has been held back, that her station in life cannot and will not afford her the kind of freedom to explore freely and openly the emotions that are as much a part of her as they are not a part of Leonce. Here is a primary irony. Also

William Faulkner's As I Lay Dying In William Faulkner's novel, As I Lay Dying many points of view are expressed through the use of interior monologue, but even when they are all put together, they can't serve as an objective view of what really happened. In the book, there are many monologues by many different people, often with opposing ideas and beliefs. Together the novel is a book of half-truths, with each set of events formed by what the narrator believes is the truth. To each individual