The ending of the novel Tender Is the Night, which came to my mind when I mentioned Fitzgerald several entries ago, and which I want to say something about, because it is my favorite of Fitzgerald’s novels, though also the saddest, has the same camerawork as the novel’s beginning, if one can talk about a work of fiction having camerawork, which I think one can, for the reader’s eye, when entrusted to an author, will be drawn not only to whatever landscape or interior that author’s prose would have it drawn to, but at whatever pace, and with whatever range of movement, and from whatever distance, that author would choose.