Jake, like the Hemingway hero that he is, did not mope about or pity himself. ... Such vapid motions lacked real strength of heart, and only managed to fill the hours quickly, like a good beer-induced haze that clears all too quickly with the sun. ... We all need our doses of happiness, moments in the sun. ...
However, Hemingway's portrayal of Paris is one of a saddened, feeble, disillusioned postwar city and therefore, the characters deal with a somewhat saddening, feeble, postwar, love. In his novel, Ernest Hemingway describes a couple of characters, Jake Barnes and Lady Brett Ashley, who seem to share a very strange and distant kind of love for each other. ... At the same time I also feel Brett is independent in that she can use her beauty to flaunt with men. Brett has lost her real true love, also her first true love, which, in my opinion, is one factor that prevents her from commitment....
