One of the distinctive pleasures of reading is the chance to go along for the ride as an agile and lively mind riffs on some interesting topic. Joseph Epstein is one of those writers. Towards the end of this book, he tells of a lifelong friend who has “enlarged my view of the world; he never allowed me to forget that, for people on whom nothing is missed, it was a place of unending interest.” This is actually an apt description of the effect for me of reading Epstein, on most any topic he takes up.
His ruminations on charm are case in point. For the first part of the book, he tries to define charm, and he admits that a brief concise definition eludes him (as it has everyone who tries). But a few of his attempts are worth quoting.
“Charm is a reminder that the world is filled with jolly prospects and delightful possibilities.”
“If a short definition of charm is wanted, charm is that person, man or woman, whom you never want to leave the room.”
“As for charm itself, it remains the heightened pleasure that a small number of socially gifted people, of both sexes and differing social classes, bestow upon the rest of us, convincing us, while in the company of those with this gift, that the world, despite much evidence to the contrary, is still a delight-filled, gorgeous, altogether splendid place.”
He identifies several people who exuded charm. Audrey Hepburn, Louis Armstrong, Duke Ellington, and Oscar Wilde. And several who don’t as counter examples.
The second part he perambulates on several charm archetypes-charming rogues, vulgar charmers, women charmers, etc., with interesting examples.
And then part three he transitions into a few chapters of cultural criticism on trends in society that militate against charm, resulting there being fewer truly charming figures. These chapters are good, but there is just a tinge of old curmudgeon in some of his observations, in particular about changes in dress standards.
But all in all, and interesting and thought provoking read.