Who Reads "Ulysses"?: The Rhetoric of the Joyce Wars and the Common Reader (review)

Routledge's "Outstanding Dissertations" series presumably does recent Ph.D.s a favor by publishing their dissertations without revision and, therefore, helping new academics build a publishing profile. There is a difference, however, between a book and a dissertation, and, though I would agree with Routledge that Julie Sloan Brannon's Who Reads Ulysses? is an outstanding dissertation, I would have preferred to see the work grow into a book, with the guidance of editors and peer reviewers who might have helped the author develop the promising core of this work into a richer analysis.

In bald outline, Who Reads Ulysses? follows the recent publication history of Ulysses and the surrounding controversies of each publication as played out in book reviews and journals. What is at stake in doing so, Brannon tells us, is the question of who, in fact, reads Ulysses outside of the academy. An interesting question this and one that Brannon only briefly tackles in a short conclusion that analyzes data from a Cambridge, Massachusetts, Public Library reading group that read Ulysses in 2000-2001 (never noting the irony of that address for her analysis of the "common reader"). Instead, the question remains implicit as she tracks, literally volley for volley, the public correspondence between Hans Walter Gabler, the editor of the 1984 edition of "Ulysses": A Critical and Synoptic Edition, John Kidd, a critic of Gabler's edition, and Danis Rose, the editor of "Ulysses": A Reader's Edition.¹ Readers interested in the history of editing and editorial theory will find the details published here fascinating.

Brannon explores the tension between editorial theories that play out in the publication of different versions of Ulysses. After dutifully reporting the original publishing history of the novel, she settles into an in-depth exploration of Gabler's edition, noting that the "combination of German editorial methods" informed by "structuralist theories and the eclectic school of editing in the Greg-Bowers tradition," which Gabler used, "forced Joyce scholars for the first time to confront the fact that Ulysses as a unified, stable text does not actually exist" (60). Brannon points out, though, that Gabler's own method was inconsistent, at least theoretically, for, whereas eclectic editors privilege the author's intentions, German structuralists (used synonymously with the term poststructuralists) situate the author among a number of other factors producing a text. This left Gabler vulnerable to the criticisms of Kidd: that Joyce's intentions were not taken into account in the synoptic edition and that the use of facsimiles rather than originals led to an inferior version, condemnations that Gabler initially shrugged off as an "'amateur critique'" (77).² Yet as Kidd and Gabler continued a debate in the pages of the New York Review of Books,³ others took heed, and Kidd's assumptions about authorial intentions were championed by those who most wanted to please the "common reader": Ulysses's publishers. The 1961 edition of Ulysses was reissued, and the Gabler trade-edition's title was changed from "Ulysses": The Corrected Text to "Ulysses": The Gabler Edition.⁴

In 1997, the Irishman Rose entered the fray by issuing "Ulysses": A Reader's Edition in which he claimed to increase the "pleasure of the reader" by emending the manuscript for ease of reading (vi). Again, Brannon points out the fissures in editorial logic where Rose claims to present an "isotext . . . literally 'Ulysses as James Joyce wrote it'" (xiii) at the same time that he relies on what she refers to as grammatically challenging areas in Joyce's work and "misrepresentations of Joyce's intent . . . without any concrete evidence given to support such an interpretation" (151). Thus Rose hyphenates and adds clauses at will in order to "smooth" the reading experience for the lay reader, but, as Brannon shrewdly points out, "[w]hether these alterations make any real change to the actual process of reading the novel is doubtful" (169...