Tobias Wolffs Bullet In The Brain

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Tobias Wolffs’ ‘Bullet in the Brain’ is an imaginative piece that could be written off as a cocky old man who got shot in a bank, but to me, it is so much more. The creative imagery used in this piece has made it so that what the protagonist sees sticks more to the reader than the storyline itself Wolf starts his work by “Anders couldn’t get to the bank until just before it closed, so of course the line was endless and he got stuck behind two women whose loud, stupid conversation put him in a murderous temper”. Though we don't get an image from this, it gives us a great understanding of the character and temperament. The author provides us with a look into the character, Anders, annoyance and throughout the piece I am reminded continuously …show more content…

Anders saw that the other woman, her friend, was looking in the same direction. And then the tellers stopped what they were doing, and the customers slowly turned, and silence came over the bank.’ I just imagine this woman who was arguing with Anders previously, who fully believes she is in the right, just gives a full 180, her emotions and facial expressions change, completely stoic. I can just imagine this whole building that is filled with people ready to go home after a long day, with lively chatter and it shifts to silence. Throughout the next couple of paragraphs of the story, Anders continuously acts arrogant, often mocking the robbers. However, towards the middle of the story he starts to realize he could be in danger; the image we are given of the robbers helps us understand what Anders is feeling. “He did this by making himself stare into the man’s eyes, which were visible behind the holes in the mask: pale blue, and rawly …show more content…

My favorite imagery from this creative piece that has stuck with me since reading it is how he depicts the ceiling, he puts so much detail into it that you feel like you are the one looking at the ceiling and dissecting every detail, this is known as concrete detail and we read about it in the Imaginative chapter. “Not down there,” he said. Up there.” He stuck the pistol under Anders’ chin and pushed it upward until Anders was looking at the ceiling. Anders had never paid much attention to that part of the bank, a pompous old building with marble floors and counters and pillars, and gilt scrollwork over the tellers’ cages. The domed ceiling had been decorated with mythological figures whose fleshy, toga-draped ugliness Anders had taken in at a glance many years earlier and afterward declined to notice.” In his misanthropic ways Anders had always been so focused on his career and life that he never took the time to appreciate the architectural work of the building. Was he so deeply rooted in himself and his ego that he constantly avoided the art and beauty of his

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