Flaws In Twains Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn :: essays research papers

Flaws in Twains "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn"Mark Twains novel The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn is by any means aclassic. However, there are several flaws. rootage of all the coincidence thateverything happens with in my mind detracts nearly from the figment. The othermajor problem is that the book seems to drag on and on the closer you get to theend, as if Twain had a page quota to fill and was non worried about the story.The other problem brought up on our hand-out was Hucks lack of seriousness inwhat was a very serious situation for Jim.     As for the coincidence part, it appears most obviously as you readtowards the end. For example Huck ends up at Aunt Pollys, and I was thinking,yeah...right those chances are about one in a million. And then after Hucktells Aunt Polly that he is Tom, Tom shows up...uh-huh, I bet. It is thingssuch as those I just mentioned that make it very difficult for me to read a bookwithout becoming frustrated. It i s probably because I am used to real life and ilk it or not real life is just not that perfect.     My other gripe was that Twain seems to ramble on and on and on an.....To me it seems as if the story that he was writing became faint shortly afterthe time when Huck says, Its me. George Jackson, sir(pg. 95). I do have togive him that the feud was interesting filler, but you potbelly only take so muchfiller. Then when John Wayne (The Duke) and Elvis (The world power) come along thereseem to be four or basketball team stops along the river that except for one little detail,are the same. Please excuse the jump back, but how coincidental is it that youhave a Duke and a King on the same raft in the middle of the Mississippi river(yes I do know they are not really royalty but that does not matter)? Evenduring all of this complaining I have done I did find humor in such things aswhen Huck was observing some local loafers and their discussions aboutborrowing and lendin g chewing tobacco. Here, gimme back the chaw and you takethe plug. (pg. 138). I can just picture four or five-spot guys laying aroundchewing tobacco with spit/tobacco juice running down their chins, probably indirty overalls with no shirts on underneath and boots, to complete the look,three or four days of beard waiting to be shaved, and oh yeah, a nice old straw