The Trilogy by Samuel Beckett

Beckett insisted his Molloy, Malone Dies, and The Unnameable was a trilogy, more over he thought it was his most important work. Having read The Unnameable, I think it fair that Moran might very well be at least of the same type as Mr. Unnameable, if not the same person. Moran was a cold and hateful person, yet a faithful Catholic. I rarely see places where he isn't insulting someone; Either the endless whining about his son, or the Priest or his Maid. It seems his job is only fair. Yet Moran seem predestined to be a figure concerning something that can't be simply whiffed away as loftiness, or so it would appear. Moran as the Unnameable seek a unity with the fiction from Murphy on in Beckett's works, hinting that these are more 'self' interlines in Beckett then anywhere else. The torments that come upon Moran are great, as Molloy's in the forest; The difference being that when Molloy was suffering, after having found the town upon coming out of the woods, an inner voice said, 'Helps coming, Molloy!' Were Moran, clinging onto every word that Yudi told the messenger; waiting, as it is the climax of the second part of Molloy, and in the midst of hell. Was as spit in the face, 'Life is beautifully, and a joy forever!' 'The hive' episode during his sufferings, after having found his way home, tells of something truly majestic that cannot be explained completely in words. I fear it, as Molloy feared it as the unending sound, because Beckett's inner being explains life as bitter. Where Mr. Unnameable enters the picture, is when at the end of Molloy, when Moran was righting his report, his words are 'The Unnameable' by Beckett! The Unnameable mystery rest in only two character of eternity, being Mahood and Worm. Mahood is an angels teaching of hate that Mr. Unnameable finds very influential. And Worm, 'Coming from Psalm 22', is the ever suffering soul. But not that people either hate or love, but the idea unfolds in the last book, that we ourselves are unending, by strength or by pain our thoughts become the decoration of eternity from self to unself.

Molloy is the finest first-person narrative I have ever read. It has become my standard. Not that I think every story should be told in this manner, but that the medium is questioned and the reader, narrator and author come to an early understanding about reality and the text.

Molloy is also the funniest book I've read.

I will finish the trilogy this year and would like to read M&C, Murphy and Watt aswell.

I am suspicious of the human brain, I am human, and I am suspicious of my brain and the habit of creating connections. Is Moran Molly/ Is Molloy, Moran? Was the narrator of part one capable of writing part two? Does part two refer to God, with all the fear and authority it contains? Does part one represent Nature, with its distain for authority and it’s molestation of nature (the sucking stones), chaos etc? Father and Mother? Order and Chaos?