
Leading up to the Iris Murdoch Society Conference in 2028, but also because it’s something I like to do in every decade of my life, I’m rereading all of Iris Murdoch’s novels in order once again. The last time I did this, in 2017-2019, I ran a readalong project, and the time before, I read them with a group of friends: this is a solo effort, just to allow myself to think about how I find them as I move into my 50s (and age past a lot of the main characters!). So I’m writing more notes than recaps of the novels: if you want the deeper dive, please take a look at the Readalong post and comments for this one. My earlier review on here from 2008 (which is slightly less useless than the one for The Bell) is here for completeness’ sakes. I read my original copy which I suspect I bought in 1993-ish this time, seen bottom left. I don’t have a note of when I bought my rather marvellous Penguin paperback.
A couple of notes: I read this one immediately after “The Bell” because I wanted to fit it into Kaggsysbookishramblings‘ and Simon Stuck-in-a-Book‘s 1961 Week, which I have obviously managed to do (I was also slightly behind on my IM rereading pans so this catches me up).
And rather pleasingly, I found this receipt between pages 72 and 73 dating from 3 May 1993. I can only assume this was around the time I bought the book; I’d originally read my friend and neighbour Mary’s copy in 1986 and got round to buying up all the paperbacks that were out so far from the late 80s onwards. I bought 12 white baps for the price 6 cost now, some pick-and-mix and some cat litter, from Selly Oak Sainsburys (which itself is no longer there, though exists in a new incarnation a little way from its original site); I was living on Reservoir Road, Selly Oak, at the time, the year after I graduated from my first degree.
Iris Murdoch – “A Severed Head”
(my original 1993? copy)
Opening with Martin Lynch-Gibbon discussing his wife Antonia with his mistress Georgie, we are thrown into a whirl of relationships and deceit. Martin is supposed to be gentle and passive but is full of inner rage and is not a narrator with whom we identify and who we care for. With a small closed cast of Martin and his brother and sister, Antonia, psychoanalyst Palmer Anderson and his half-sister Honor Klein, along with Georgie (with three employees at Martin’s firm taking minor background roles), this feels claustrophobic and gothic (the first time we really get this, but it will come back with a vengeance). I first read this aged 14, and it was my first Murdoch: I still have no idea what I would have made of it then and how it hooked me into her work!
Thoughts on themes
Painted ladies / ageing hags
Georgie and Honor are unpainted and unadorned; Antonia is rather cruelly described as ageing, even “ravaged”, and “I noticed the rouge on her cheeks and how elderly she had become” (p. 164), although Martin often finds this increases his affection for her, harking back to Jake in “Under the Net”.
Sudden revelations
Nothing in front of art, but Martin is hit with a love revelation I won’t go into to not spoil the plot.
Reading Iris Murdoch post-#MeToo
Georgie is probably our candidate for a saint: there aren’t any non-masculine soft men in the book (Martin is described as soft but he’s relentlessly egotistical and self-obsessed).
Women aren’t treated well and Martin complains of adding a third woman to deal with to the two he already has; Antonia is afraid of Palmer. Martin is used to controlling Antonia with “the customary pressure of [his] will” (p. 25). But Martin is infantilised throughout, identifying his wife with his mother and her and her lover with his parents.
Mid-life crises?
Martin is in his 40s, Antonia five years older and Palmer a little older still, so it could be claimed that it’s all one big mid-life crisis, especially as Martin swaps his older wife for a younger model originally.
Alternative idea: set pieces
There aren’t really any big set pieces in this one, sadly. The journey to and from the station to collect Honor in the fog is the only one.
What’s changed in my reading this time?
I had forgotten what happens to Georgie, and the ending – how on earth as I’ve read this so many times? I remembered the main characters, the fog, the Gothic quality of it all and the plot up to a certain point.
What has stayed the same?
I still seem to find it quite glamorous and sophisticated, even while knowing that it’s a muddle and a mess and no one really comes out of it well! But I suppose my first reaction will always stay with me to an extent.
Links to my life and way of being
As in “The Sandcastle”, Antonia comments that “Happiness is not the point”, although I don’t subscribe to her need for relentless change and improvement (but I do like to continue to learn). Georgie doesn’t make a fuss and comments, “It’s only me,” but I’m not sure I picked that up from her.
As with my previous, this is my thinking aloud, and it might bet that these posts are only interesting to Iris Murdoch afficionados, I don’t know. If it’s disappointed you, go back to the first of the earlier links I posted and read a proper review. Back soon (but it won’t be quite the very next review!) with the next one!
















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