
[cf. Gabler 3:2; 1922 3:2]
Having had the bird's eye view in the last frame, we pull in to see what Mulligan is carrying: "a bowl of lather, on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed."  On one level, a man is simply about to shave. But Joyce's careful syntax invites a deeper dive.  Mulligan is about to begin chanting the opening prayer of the Catholic mass, and the visual cues Robert's been giving us have primed us to see him as a kind of priest.  But here, for the moment, we get to look at Mulligan's tools: a mirror, and a razor.  The razor cuts and makes distinctions--hair from skin, mostly (analysis?).  The mirror reflects an image, sends back to its viewer the appearance of a person where before there had only been a disembodied experience of impressions and thoughts (synthesis?).  [And yes, I'm thinking about Jacques Lacan and his "mirror stage" here.]  Neither the mirror nor the razor creates anything really new.  This is the opposite of what is supposed to happen during a real mass, when the priest uses his tools and the magic of transubstantiation to bring the body and blood of Christ to the table.  
Yeah, I'm pushing it a little hard here, but I do think we're meant to  see Mulligan as energetic and vital, but also as bankrupt, as barren, as a parasite.  Dedalus is weak and ineffectual, but he has the creative vitality and inner strength that Mulligan lacks.
PS:  It's really hard for me to see this book the way new readers see it.  It's impossible to 'unlearn' everything I know about these characters and their fictional city.  I will try to be careful to respect the virginity of new readers and not give too much away or base readings on things a new reader can't possibly know (because they haven't come up in the book yet). ... but I'm going to fail. I know that already.
 
 
 
 
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Glad to see the mention of Lacan here, Mike, since that mirror plays such a large roll later in the chapter in discussing identity.
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