Dissection: SS/PS ~ Chapter 2 The Vanishing Glass
Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 1:23 am
As much as the Dursleys try, they cannot create the perfect life with Harry around. Eleven year old Harry looks skinny and scruffy; somehow after years of their insults and Dudley's beatings he still has the gumption to be defiant; and worst of all, impossible things happen around him.
Case in point, Dudley's birthday. Old Mrs. Figg, who usually babysits Harry while Dudley is out being given a good time, has broken her leg, and the Durleys have no choice but to cart Harry along with the zoo party.
Harry, who doesn't have friends, makes a friend. The friend is an extremely bored boa constrictor, and it seems to know Harry understands. Indeed, Harry does – better than he expected to. As the mysteriously released boa heads for the door, it seems to speak to Harry.
Oh, this is big trouble. The Dursleys are even more terrified than they should be in the circumstances. Harry, stuffed into the little closet that is his bedroom, is being punished for something he couldn't have done.
This is the point, at the end of the chapter, where Rowling gives us a sketch of what Harry's ten years have been like living with the Dursleys. Longing for family who would love him, the disgrace of the household, grotesque in Dudley's outsized old clothes, but honored by strangers in the street. And somehow the honor from strangers makes everything worse at home.
Lively word pictures characterize this chapter: photos of Dudley the angel/pig, Harry's aunt screeching him awake in his cupboard bed, Dudley's mountain of birthday presents. Then Harry's glasses, so often broken by Dudley; Harry's hair, so resistant to haircuts; and Harry's dream of a flying motorcycle, which nearly sends his uncle into an apoplexy. At the zoo are still more vivid pictures of unfairness, until our sympathies couldn't be any more strongly with Harry if they had dragged him to the zoo by his hair tied to the car bumper. Yet it's all so entertainingly written that we aren't bummed out.
Weird things are hinted at when the Dursleys start discussing what to do with Harry during Dudley's birthday zoo trip. They aren't willing to leave him alone in the house, they aren't even willing to bring him along and leave him in the car. "That car's new, he's not sitting in it alone…." snarls Uncle Vernon. It's as if they think he's going to destroy it. It's so manifestly unfair, but there's nothing Harry can do about it.
Sure enough, the snake incident proves them right. Harry can't understand it. So he is left, alone in his dark cupboard, pondering his bewildering fate. And we can't wait for the something that must save him.
Case in point, Dudley's birthday. Old Mrs. Figg, who usually babysits Harry while Dudley is out being given a good time, has broken her leg, and the Durleys have no choice but to cart Harry along with the zoo party.
Harry, who doesn't have friends, makes a friend. The friend is an extremely bored boa constrictor, and it seems to know Harry understands. Indeed, Harry does – better than he expected to. As the mysteriously released boa heads for the door, it seems to speak to Harry.
Oh, this is big trouble. The Dursleys are even more terrified than they should be in the circumstances. Harry, stuffed into the little closet that is his bedroom, is being punished for something he couldn't have done.
This is the point, at the end of the chapter, where Rowling gives us a sketch of what Harry's ten years have been like living with the Dursleys. Longing for family who would love him, the disgrace of the household, grotesque in Dudley's outsized old clothes, but honored by strangers in the street. And somehow the honor from strangers makes everything worse at home.
Lively word pictures characterize this chapter: photos of Dudley the angel/pig, Harry's aunt screeching him awake in his cupboard bed, Dudley's mountain of birthday presents. Then Harry's glasses, so often broken by Dudley; Harry's hair, so resistant to haircuts; and Harry's dream of a flying motorcycle, which nearly sends his uncle into an apoplexy. At the zoo are still more vivid pictures of unfairness, until our sympathies couldn't be any more strongly with Harry if they had dragged him to the zoo by his hair tied to the car bumper. Yet it's all so entertainingly written that we aren't bummed out.
Weird things are hinted at when the Dursleys start discussing what to do with Harry during Dudley's birthday zoo trip. They aren't willing to leave him alone in the house, they aren't even willing to bring him along and leave him in the car. "That car's new, he's not sitting in it alone…." snarls Uncle Vernon. It's as if they think he's going to destroy it. It's so manifestly unfair, but there's nothing Harry can do about it.
Sure enough, the snake incident proves them right. Harry can't understand it. So he is left, alone in his dark cupboard, pondering his bewildering fate. And we can't wait for the something that must save him.