Ancient Greek drama in the 1940s deep america. The Aristotelician unity of place is respected: a military camp. And since the first sentences, we know that a murder will be committed . "Was committed". A sacrifice. This young man, its only pleasure : riding horses, naked, in lonely places. Is he not the brother of Hippolytus from Phaedra (Seneca, Jean Racine) ? Innocent. Nearly a young child or a sweet silent animal. He discovers, by chance, the fascinating pleasure to look at a blossoming woman sleeping....That, and only that. Only the beauty of this reflection in his own eyes. Unfortunately, the husband of the woman, uncomfortable between homosexuality and heterosexuality, between life and death, has also received an irreparable shock. Just a glimpse: reflection on his own eyes of a gorgeous half man half animal riding a horse, naked, under an unbearably wonderful light.... Neighbours with a dead child... Death needs death. This is also how the ancient Greek tragedy advances.
I cannot resist to give you a few extracts of how is lighted all the beginning of the book.
"(The leaves): in late autumn they were flaming gold- (the young soldier):" his round sunburned face (...) his hair lay brown(...).In his eyes which were a curious blend of amber and brown.(...)"-
(The captain's wife rides a) "chestnut stallion"- (Their house is surrounded) by "scrubs oaks "- The captain wore a gold ring (..), he was dressed in khaki shorts(...)and a suede jacket"- (His wife) "wore her straight bronze hair"- (somebody takes) "a pint bottle of rye, a whisky jigger"- "the late autumn sun laid a radiant haze over the new sodded winter grass of the lawn and even in the woods, the sun shone through places where the leaves were not dense, to make fiery golden patterns on the grounds"- "the sky filled with a pale, sold, yellow light"- (the captain) "poured himself a cup of tea" (...)" he had a "brilliant career"- (the captain's wife) "took a ham a sprinkled the top with brown sugar and bread crumbs"- " a fire was laid in the grate"- "before the bright gold and orange light of the fire her body was magnificent"- "a breeze blew and lifted a loose strand of her bronze hair"- "the house brightly lighted(...) he kept a decanter of old strong brandy"....
Golden and golden light. Everywhere. Just read what follows....A real and (not so many so-called) masterpiece to read and read again. But nearly everybody knows that.