The drama is racing forward now. We had all sort of assumed that Dmitri had killed his Father–as he had often promised to do and might well have done…or might have done had someone else not gotten to it first. The trial awaits.
Ivan is back in town, and some sort of fever has robbed him of his vaunted reason. He talks to Smerdyakov who confesses that he did it, but implicates Ivan with moral guilt by telling him that he (Ivan) knowingly let the murder go ahead. There’s a lot of discussion of fake seizures, real seizures and then a chance to wonder who’s the fool in the conversation.
Then, after a big scene we’ll talk about in a minute, Aloysha shows up to inform us that Smerdyakov has hung himself. Ivan’s fever rages; he had been counting on Smerdyakov confessing to save his brother and now he’s left with a story that only he heard and he doesn’t think anyone will believe. He has some kind of non-Karamzov urge to help his brother that he must have inherited from his mother…he also offered to help Dmitry escape to the United States…but now that’s presumably all gone.
Or, not. The trial awaits in the final book of the novel.
The interesting part from a philosophical standpoint is Ivan’s conversation with the devil, which occurs inside a feverish nightmare. For my money, this is as good as the Grand Inquisitor scene–which also came out of Ivan’s head.
First, the portrayal of the devil is fascinating. The devil does not show up with horns and a red suit or in a flash of fire. He’s a guy. He feels underappreciated, he’s a bit snarky and a bit whiny. He’s just a guy.
Which, of course, is the whole point. In fact, he says “…suffering is the very stuff of life. Without suffering, what pleasure would there be in life?” You cannot have good without evil or virtue without sin. The battle between good and evil drives life forward and both reside within us. It can manifest itself as it does with Aloysha or with Dmitry, but good is there and evil is there. And, you don’t have to think of evil as something extraordinary or monstrous. It’s pedestrian and every day.
You can decide if that’s dark or not.
Then, the devil makes a point that I think shows the incredible prescience of Doestevsky.
People will unite in order to derive from life all that it has to give, but they will seek purely earthly happiness and joy. Man will extol himself spiritually in godlike, titanic pride, and the man-god will be born.
Who among us can argue–despite the apparent rise in religiosity in the West–that the man-god is here, that most people view themselves as the center of the universe and arrange the rest of the pieces to rationalize that view? We have a local church that has a billboard that says “You matter.” (In contrast, my son works at a camp that teaches the kids that “I am third.”)
Then, this. See David Foster Wallace.
Triumphing repeatedly and totally over nature by his will and his science, man will in consequence experience a pleasure so exalted that it will replace for him all his former expectation of heavenly bliss
Remember then, this is the devil speaking as he outlines his vision of his world
Every man will discover that he is mortal and that there is no resurrection, and he will accept death proudly and calmly like a god. Out of pride he will desist from protest, accept the transience of life and love his fellow man, expecting nothing in return. Love will satisfy only a moment of life, but the mere consciousness of its brevity will fuel its flames as strongly as it was once dissipated in the hope of an eternal love beyond the grave…”, and so on and so forth, and more of the same stuff. Charming!’
Which is charming except, of course, we’ve seen enough of the Karamazov brothers to understand that it isn’t very likely it will turn out like that, and if you doubt it, somebody out there killed his father.
On we go. One more section and an epilogue.