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The Known World


A lot of people hate the ending of the new “True Grit.” I loved it without immediately knowing why, other than that it made my head snap back; it was like finishing an opera with an unadorned solo sung by a child, lit by a single spotlight. Without it, the rest of the movie is enough, although nothing like the glimpse into hell its trailer promised. With it, the film becomes an argument with God, with how He has made us and the world. You understand what a weak force memory is, and how necessarily careless human beings can be with even the most vivid experiences. Time’s arrow runs one way, and it is so difficult — a denial of life — to attend to anything that has happened in the past. You knew that going into the film; you’re not liable to forget it coming out.

The ending is a fast-forward of about 25 years, from the 1870s and the 14-year-old girl Maddie Ross, a girl with astonishing promise, who has just had the adventure of anyone’s lifetime, to the turn of the century and the verging-on-old-maid Maddie Ross, puckered as a pickle. Spinster Maddie has heard that the man who saved her life, Marshall Ruben Cogburn, is now with a traveling circus, performing feats of marksmanship. She hasn’t seen him in a quarter-century — she never saw him again after he rode her through the night to safety; she travels to see him, but finds out upon arrival that he died three days before. She arranges to have his body transported back with her to Arkansas, to be buried in her family’s plot. She makes the decision alone, as she has all her decisions; there was no prior agreement as she and Cogburn had in the original “True Grit” movie, which gives that film’s finish sweet tears and closure. You next see her staring at his headstone, snow swirling down, her anger vivid, even on a face already abused by anger and unmet aspiration. Then she turns and marches off through a barren field into the snow, rationalizing her regret. Her last line: “Time just gets away from everybody, I guess.”

So many regrets. Of never thanking the man who had saved her life. Of the constraints of a woman’s life in the last half of the 19th century in the United States. A brilliant girl who today would be voted by her class most likely to become president — a girl with street smarts, a punishingly logical mind, stunning oratorical skills, and bottomless drive and courage — became nothing but another spinster, a woman unsuited for marriage, the one thing available to her in her time. Her talents have been wasted, her honesty and lack of tact likely turned against her in what likely became a crushingly ordinary life.

This enough would be occasion for tears, too, at the poignancy and waste. There’s something more, though. Our emotions are not sympathy, but self-recognition. Even today, when the 19th century’s sense of time and distance have been obliterated, forgetfulness has not. Youth has not. Youth is about looking forward, not holding on, not attending. She couldn’t Facebook with Marshall Cogburn, but she could have attended to him, somehow, once, in those 25 years. But of course she didn’t, and of course we wouldn’t have, either. We are young, and then that slips away, and so much with it, because we weren’t paying attention.

The clarity that narrative fast-forwarding seems to generate is always a cheat; even when it satisfies, as in Edward P. Jones’ “The Known World,” it’s the spectacle of the author’s continued mastery over his characters that’s satisfying, not the logic of the specific ends to which he or she puts them. (Or, often, it’s just a cheap shocker; think of the ending — admittedly butchered — of “The Magnificent Ambersons.”) But this time is different. This time, the subject is time, and how we unfold within it. It’s an act of philosophy or renegade theology. Stanley Fish is right to note the Calvinism of the film’s world, but wrong to argue that the film itself is a Calvinist argument. (He thinks that the Iris Dement version of “Leaning on the Everlasting Arms” that closes the film is about Maddie’s unwavering faith in God; I think it’s about the arms of Cogburn, which clutched her throughout her rescue.) The Coens show the world God has created — random in its grace — and then, through their ending, argue with Him about that world, or at least dissent at its cold embrace. A fantastic choice.