The disintegration continues, with the French running from the Russians, only to run into them. After so much misery for the Russians, to be honest, I’m starting to feel sorry for the French.

The final image, of Napoleon anonymously wrapped in a fur coat, escaping in a sled and deserting his army, really sums it all up . . . everything’s over.

2 thoughts on “One-Year War and Peace 14.17 – Blindman’s Buff

  1. It certainly is a dismal, pathetic French army that Tolstoy portrays here – making blunder after blunder – and I guess the humiliation of its disintegration is driven home all the more by Tolstoy’s blindman’s buff metaphor – he’s comparing them to a children’s party game.

    I don’t think I exactly feel sorry for them, though – but then neither do I feel jubilant for the Russians. While Tolstoy, for all his pacifism, has been fiercely patriotic in his description of this war, lauding to us time and time again the nobility and determination of the Russian people, I feel the overwhelming impression that is left with us is that thousands upon thousands of people have suffered and died pointlessly, that this war has turned everyone – French and Russians alike – into something not quite human.

  2. Well, we have, more or less been rooting for the Russians. No, I don’t feel sorry for the French.

    Just like when the Russians got driven out of Afghanistan by the Northern Alliance – did anybody feel sorry for the Russians? After all, they were just trying to help – ha ha!

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