Comparative Essay Between The Old Man and the Sea and True Grit
The Old Man and the Sea, by Ernest Hemingway, a simply written novel of an old man’s singular struggle, while trying to catch a fish, against forces of the sea overpowering him and True Grit, by Charles Portis, a gripping western, placing you in the middle of the action during a girl’s quest with two other men to get revenge for her father’s murder, are two works united in several ways. Many similarities throughout both works appeared evident. Plot, theme, and characterization categorize those similarities.
First of all, in plot, the works share the same event progression. An early start, a determined drive, a final showdown, and an attempt to continue the achievement. The intentions were to simply accomplish no matter what the circumstance. The Old Man set out early in the morning as indicated here, ‘…he began to row out of the harbour in the dark.’; In True Grit, Mattie, a girl bent on avenging her father’s death, Rooster, a federal marshal, and LaBoeuf, a Texas Ranger, set off when, ‘It was still dark outside and bitter cold although mercifully there was little wind.’; The dedication involved in the characters’ pursuits becomes more evident later on. ‘He is a great fish,’; the old man told himself, ‘and I must convince him not to learn his strength…’; As it was also with the Mattie from True Grit. ‘I knew both of them (Rooster and LaBoeuf) were waiting for me to complain or say something that would make me out to be a ‘tenderfoot.’ I was determined not to give them anything to chaff me about.’; Her intents were not purely superficial though. Her anger toward ‘… a coward going by the name of Tom Chaney,’; was a key factor in driving her to achieve her purpose. Finally, after toiling with the fish, the Old Man, ‘…took all his pain and what was left of his strength and his long gone pride and he put it against the fish’s agony,’; in his last bout with the great fish. The same sort of event occurs at the same point in the story line in True Grit. ‘Rooster said, ‘Fill your hand you son of a bitch!’ and he took the reins in his teeth and pulled the other saddle revolver and drove his spurs into the flanks of his strong horse Bo and charged directly at the bandits.