Ms.Brill Analysis

In the story Ms Brill, the author portrays Ms. Brill as a lonely woman who seems to not be in touch with reality. Every Sunday she goes to the garden and involves herself in as many lives as possible. Not realizing or trying to hide the fact that indeed she resembles everyone she tends to criticize. Though it seems natural to her Ms. Brill delusion is most evident in her conversations with her fur, personifying it as if it was a human being. Furthermore, Ms. Brill's conversations with the people she sees at the garden are all non-confrontational there's no direct conversation with the people she observes all her so-called interaction with them are done through eavesdropping. Ms. Brill is so absorbed in her fantasy that she believes that her and the people of the garden come to some mutual unexplainable understanding and that their all apart of a theoretical performance that she believes would not be complete without her presence. With these observations it is obvious that Ms. Brill is far from reality which is her safe haven and a reality check would not be too far away. One that she experiences in the end but refuses to address by passing the emotion on to her fur, though she's the one who actually feels it.

For the reason that Ms. Brill takes in the world from her own point of view where everyone is her personal amusement, entertainment, and audience is what makes her more susceptible to hurt in what truth will be revealed to her about how the outside world views her. In the story the author explains Ms. Brill mindset about the in the park: "Ms. Brill notices that all the people sitting on the benches listening to the band are odd, silent, nearly old, and looked as though they'd just come from dark little rooms or even cupboards". A description that shows what Ms. Brill probably looks like herself as she sit on that bench every Sunday in her ratty old fur and watch the world pass her by.

It is fair to say that Ms. Brill tried to live her life through the people she would observe, plunging her deeper into ignorance. This is evident and also falls back on her compassion in her belief that she and the people of the park are one, seen when the ermine toque was rejected by the man in the grey suit. Ms. Brill imagined that the band was drumming a beat that sounded "the brute", "the brute!" over and over; she experienced slight grief in wondering what the woman would do next until she recovered and walked away. Ms. Brill then imagined the band playing quickly and gayer than ever. With her ways Ms. Brill gets her fair share of regular emotions she would not experience other wise living the life she does beyond her visits to the garden. Observed when Ms. Brill experienced frustration as she eavesdropped on the Englishman and his wife. She grew frustrated as the woman