Thanks for your comments, King. Poor guy indeed. It is very interesting that Grete's transformation does seem inverse to Gregor's. I think I will join you, Wordsgood, in reading The Trial next. Really looking forward to it.
When I think about Metamorphosis the following phrase lingers in my mind: “Was he an animal if music stirred him that way? He felt as if he were being shown the way to the unknown nourishment he longed for.” These were Gregor’s uncharacteristically questioning thoughts after listening to his sister’s beautiful, sorrowful music - music unappreciated by the lodgers who were hoping for some easier entertainment. Just before the violin was brought out Gregor had watched the family and the lodgers stuffing their faces with food (which he has been rejecting): “I do have an appetite,” said Gregor uneasily to himself, “but not for those things. How these lodgers pack it away, and I’m perishing!” Near the end, when the last remnants of sympathy and pity for Gregor are dwindling away, Gregor feels ‘love and compassion’ for his family. I feel as though Gregor seems to have finally – in some sort of inner sense – lifted above the banality of his everyday existence and become more truly human, in spite of his monstrous shape, than all the other people around him. (especially the parasitic father and the cruel, heartless people from his old work). I am left with a sense of a very sad, but strangely beautiful, paradoxical journey…