/lit/ - Literature

lets discuss:
why did smerdjakov hang himself?
why is katarina such a bipolar bitch?
in hypothetical brothers karamazov part 3, would mitja escape to america? would ivan get back to normal?
did you cry on iljusha's funeral? i did

Is he overrated? His books have very little philosophical merit. Much less than the works of Ayn Rand (compare the fruits of Jordan B. Peterson to the masters of Austrian finance, Silicon Valley, and the libertarian movement, including the invention of Bitcoin and peaceful parenting). Of course the purpose of novels is not to educate or philosophize, but to entertain. The works of Jane Austen and Alexandre Dumas are far more entertaining. Dostoevsky’s novels consist of cynical depressing conversations between Russian bums with petty ironies and witticisms designed to make midwitted readers go “heh, that’s funny” without generating enough mirth to evoke a laugh. The only emotion he can generate is a nihilistic boredom, which fools who associate drudgery with meaningfulness mistake as profundity.

I was seated in the centre of a vast auditorium, surrounded on all sides by fearsome negroes, their white teeth flashing in the dimness. The beast on my left was eyeing me in a fervent manner. He turned to his companions and cried out in a blood curdling call "hark at this fellow! He is eating his daily breakfast while we are all seated about him! Beans, it is!"

I was stunned. My gaze fell down to my hands and I immediately saw the awful truth of the matter. It was no falsehood, in my left grip, a tin can brimming with boiled beans, in my right, my old spoon that my father had carved for me as a boy. The swarthy rabble around me erupted into whispers and some degree of mirth. I felt my blood boiling in my cheeks. Their savage eyes were burning holes in me. I was sure of it, that every one of them had turned to gawk at me, and I could not muster the courage to look up for one moment.

>>15983110
no one's posted him yet?

>>14767321
It'll just get inevitably crushed between entropy and oblivion.

At least the Orthodox Christians had a better answer to the existential crisis: godhood.

S TIER: Notes from underground, TBK
A TIER: Demons, C&P, The Double
B TIER: The idiot, The Gambler

I'm 18 and my favorite author is Dostoyevsky. I don't like YA or the other crap people my age like

If Dostoyevsky was alive today he would be a /pol/ shitposter. How does this make you feel?