At the center of “My Oedipus Complex” is the conflict between Larry and his father. O’Connor makes the importance of the father-son relationship clear in his title, which references Sigmund Freud’s idea of the Oedipus complex, a theory that proposes that boys desire their mothers and therefore view their fathers as competitors. Larry’s relationship to his father seems to mirror Freud’s theory, since Larry wants all of his beloved mother’s attention, and when his father returns from war, Larry despises him for taking up her time and affection. However, Larry’s fixation on his father and his anguish over his father’s indifference to him suggests that their conflict is not simply over Larry’s mother—it’s also rooted in Larry’s desire for his father’s love.
While Larry’s mother seems to be the most important person in his life, O’Connor depicts Larry’s father’s presence and absence as uniquely powerful. For example, while the story’s first section describes Larry’s blissful wartime experience of being alone with his mother, O’Connor begins with the word “Father” and introduces Larry’s relationship to his mother through recollections of his father’s absence from the home. In this way, Larry’s affection for his mother is shown to be inextricable from his awareness of his father—even though his father isn’t often physically there.
Although Larry ostensibly loves his mother and hates his father, his narration shows him to be equally obsessed with both parents—and perhaps even more obsessed with his father. For example, when he and his father walk into town and his father ignores him, it makes Larry so frustrated that he wants to cry. This emotional reaction seems more severe than the simple anger or irritation he shows whenever his mother shushes him or ignores him. Getting teary over his father’s indifference therefore suggests a unique investment in earning his father’s attention. Furthermore, Larry obsessively observes his father, noticing small details about his appearance and manners—that he is hairy, that his clothes are grimy, and that he’s a noisy tea drinker, for instance. He does not seem to observe his mother with the same care, even though she is ostensibly the parent to whom he is more attentive. He describes her as “pretty,” for example, but even that bland description comes only in the context of noticing something about his father: that his behavior has made her anxious.
Larry claims that he wants his father to disappear so that he can have his mother all to himself, and his thoughts and actions provide some evidence for this: he fantasizes with Mrs. Left and Mrs. Right about sending father to a Home, for instance, and he tries to physically maneuver his father out of his parents’ bed. However, Larry’s loathing of his father seems also to be rooted in a feeling of which he is not quite conscious: the pain of wanting his father’s love while his father ignores him. On several occasions, Larry emulates his father to attract his attention. In one case, he walks around with a pipe and pretends to read the newspaper just like his father does. He’s ostensibly vying for his mother’s love, but he admits in passing that he wants his father to notice him doing this, too. Larry also imitates his father when he tries to act like he doesn’t notice that his father is there—the inverse of how Larry perceives his father to be ignoring Larry’s existence. For example, Larry admits to playing with his toys noisily “to show [his] total lack of concern” with his father, and he later pretends not to notice his father but says aloud that he’ll leave if another baby comes. This seems like a tactic (after all, feeling ignored has made Larry obsessed with his father, so maybe ignoring his father would earn the man’s attention) and it works: the threat about the baby not only earns his father’s immediate attention, but also marks a shift in their relationship, the moment at which Larry’s father starts being nicer to him.
The story’s ending, in which Larry’s father—displaced by newborn Sonny—ends up in Larry’s bed, cements their uneasy alliance, showing that father and son are coming to terms with one another. Larry asks his father to put his arm around him, and when his father begrudgingly does, Larry complains that it’s bony. Nonetheless, he finds the embrace “better than nothing.” This seems to be a confirmation that Larry has wanted his father’s attention all along—with “nothing” as a baseline, even his father’s begrudging attention is a promising start. That the story ends with this moment of growing tenderness between father and son, and with Larry’s mother all but forgotten, suggests that the central dynamic of the story has always been between Larry and his father, and that his desire for attention and love was never limited to his mother. He always wanted his father to notice him, he just didn’t know how to ask.
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Father vs. Son Quotes in My Oedipus Complex
The war was the most peaceful period of my life.
Father had an extraordinary capacity for amiable inattention. I sized him up and wondered would I cry, but he seemed to be too remote to be annoyed even by that.
“It’s not God who makes wars, but bad people.”
I was sickened by the sentimentality of her “poor Daddy.” I never liked that sort of gush; it always struck me as insincere.
“Mummy,” I said with equal firmness. “I think it would be healthier for Daddy to sleep in his own bed.”
All his previous shouting was as nothing to these obscene words referring to my person. They really made my blood boil. “Smack your own!” I screamed hysterically. “Smack your own! Shut up! Shut up!”
[…] but the sheer indignity of being struck at all by a stranger, a total stranger who had cajoled his way back from the war into our big bed as a result of my innocent intercession, made me completely dotty.
“I’m going to marry you,” I said quietly. Father gave a great guffaw out of him, but he didn’t take me in. I knew it must only be pretense. And Mother, in spite of everything, was pleased. I felt she was probably relieved to know that one day Father’s hold on her would be broken.
It was his turn now. After turning me out of the big bed, he had been turned out himself.
At Christmas he went out of his way to buy me a really nice model railway.