In “An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge”, Ambrose Bierce takes the reader on what is supposed to be a wild adventure, only to reveal that the hope and escape from death only takes place in the dying man's mind. I found the concept of the story to be brilliant. A man who is about to be hanged jumps into the river below him and escapes drowning, gun fire, and cannon balls, only to die just as he reaches his all-too-good-to-be-true home.
As I have said, I believe that the bare bones of the story are exceedingly interesting, however, I was aware that I was being taken for the proverbial ride the entire time. I never once believed that Farquhar--the man to be hanged--had actually escaped asphyxiation because the prose of the story was so detached. Bierce's story telling makes Farquhar as much of an idle spectator as the reader. His adrenaline should be rushing as he defies death and struggles for his life and family, but things are not as they should be. He is very apparently on the outside looking in, which is true, but not a believable mind state for someone in his situation. I would have believed Farquar was diving to avoid bullets if the language had been more urgent and less like that of a bystander.
Bierce attempts to throw readers off his trail of diseat by including a very unrealistic hallucination Farquhar has of returning to his happy home and seeing is lovely wife. After all, who is going to suspect a delusion with in a delusion. One is expected to think, “Well, he's dreaming now, that must be the catch.” This tactic falls flat. Not only did it not persuade me that Farquhar' escape was real, it felt tacked into the story without any forethought.
“Owl Creek” is an interesting read, but it isn't a convincing story because Bierce's writing style does not create a believable atmosphere for the events we are told are taking place.