I. Internal and External Focalization
In his book on narratology and Proust—Narrative Discourse: An Essay in Method—literary theorist Gérard Genette appropriates the term focalizer (from photography) in his discussion of Third Person point of view. Genette insists that while a Narrator speaks, a Focalizer sees.
This concept proves useful to an understanding of something Cormac McCarthy is up to in Blood Meridian. His Third Person narrator is a neo-Biblical voice that speaks with the authority of an Old Testament prophet (though not with the omniscience of his God):
“Far out on the desert to the north dustspouts rose wobbling and augered the earth and some said they'd heard of pilgrims borne aloft like dervishes in those mindless coils to be dropped broken and bleeding upon the desert again and there perhaps to watch the thing that had destroyed them lurch onward like some drunken djinn and resolve itself once more into the elements from which it sprang. Out of that whirlwind no voice spoke and the pilgrim lying in his broken bones may cry out and in his anguish he may rage, but rage at what? And if the dried and blackened shell of him is found among the sands by travelers to come yet who can discover the engine of his ruin?”
The above quote is an example of Blood Meridian’s narrator un-focalized: this voice speaks not from a character’s point of view, but wholly apart from it.
Contrast that to this passage during the Comanche attack on Captain White’s party in Chapter IV where we the Kid becomes our focalizer and we watch the slaughter through his eyes. First, the narrator speaks of the company and the Kid, then the narrator takes up residence behind his eyes and the Kid becomes the focalizer for the passage. The narrator will only describe what the Kid sees and McCarthy will emphasize this by the repetition of the phrase he saw:
“[NARRATOR SPEAKS] The company was now come to a halt and the first shots were fired and the gray rifle smoke rolled through the dust as the lancers breached their ranks. The Kid’s horse sank beneath him with a long pneumatic sigh. He had already fired his rifle and now he sat on the ground and fumbled with his shotpouch. A man near him sat with an arrow hanging out of his neck. He was bent slightly as if in prayer. [NARRATOR ENTERS THE FOCALIZER/THE KID] The Kid would have reached for the bloody hoop-iron point but then he saw that the man wore another arrow in his breast to the fletching and he was dead. Everywhere there were horses down and men scrambling and he saw a man who sat charging his rifle while blood ran from his ears and he saw men with their revolvers disassembled trying to fit the spare cylinders they carried and he saw men kneeling who tilted and clasped their shadows on the ground and he saw men lanced and caught up by the hair and scalped standing and he saw the horses of war trample down the fallen and a little white-faced pony with one clouded eye leaned out of the murk and snapped at him like a dog and was gone.” (55-56)
After the striking image of the snapping pony, the Kid dissolves into pure lens: the narrator and focalizer merge. The Reader is told only what the focalizer (the Kid) sees.
For most of the novel, McCarthy employs this technique of using the Kid as a camera mount: we see what he sees. Genette refers to this technique as external focalization: the narrative “focuses solely on characters' actions, behavior, and setting.”
Internal focalization—an interior dimension of character psychology and subjectivity detailing that character’s thoughts and emotions—is not a technique this novel traffics in—a fact that will have thematic consequences for both the Kid and the Reader.
2. Heterodiegetic and Homodiegetic Narrators
According to Genette, “Homodiegetic narrators exist in the same (hence the prefix 'homo') storyworld as the characters, whereas heterodiegetic narrators are not a part of that storyworld.”
Homodiegetic narrators include Ishmael of Moby-Dick, Huck Finn of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Mersault of Camus’s The Stranger, and Humbert Humbert of Nabokov’s masterpiece, Lolita (Nabokov’s other masterpiece, Pale Fire, also has a homodiegetic narrator: Charles Kinbote).
In Chapter X, Tobin, the ex-preist, tells the Kid a story about the first time the Glanton Gang happened upon Judge Holden (and how the Judge rescued them from a band of Apache warriors by making gunpowder from wood charcoal, guano, sulfur, and urine). Using Genette’s nomenclature, we can say that Tobin’s tale is homodiegetic.
The narrator of Blood Meridian, while privy to (almost) everything about its world, is not one of the book’s characters, and is therefore heterodiegetic.
However, the narrator is definitely of the time and place of the novel he narrates—a point that is lost on some when they criticize the voice McCarthy adopts in Blood Meridian.
The third-person narrator uses racial epithets, idioms of the 1840s and ‘50s, and shares many of the prejudices and values of Glanton’s Gang. He will rarely editorialize or make value judgements about the horrific violence he catalogs.
He is (almost) as morally desolate as the novel’s protagonist.
3. Their Destinies in Dust and Nothingness
In the novel’s final chapter, Judge Holden accosts the Kid, now a forty-five-year old man, in an outhouse behind a saloon in Fort Griffin, Texas and rapes him to death (see Episode VII: You Must Sleep But I Must Dance where I lay out the case for the Kid’s terrible fate).
The Kid has served as focalizer for most of this novel, functioning as a kind of surrogate Reader, our proxy in this blood-drenched world.
And so, when the Judge gathers him “against his immense and terrible flesh,” the Judge gathers us also, does he not?
This is what I meant when I said that issues of focalization have both technical and thematic importance in Blood Meridian. Like the Kid, the Reader is complicit in the war crimes of Glanton’s Gang, not participating in them, but not turning away from them either (McCarthy, lapsed Catholic that he is, still takes Sins of Omission seriously, it would seem). The Reader of McCarthy’s novel who makes it to the final page is himself judged.
“There is room on the stage for one beast and one alone,” the Judge tells the Kid (and the Reader). “All others are destined for a night that is eternal and without name.”
A night that doesn’t end.
Great piece! Incredible to think of the depth of craft that went into this work.
And that painting at the top of the judge is stunning. Might be the best artwork of him I've seen.
This is interesting because I get feedback sometimes that saying “he saw” what someone was doing is something not to do -it’s an unnecessary filter.