by Arthur Schnitzler & translated by Margret Schaefer ‧ RELEASE DATE: Oct. 24, 2003
Superlative fiction. It’s good to have Schnitzler back among us.
An examination of psychological and psychosexual extremities by one of the masters: bleak, accomplished tales—icy, penetrating, and uncomfortably memorable.
Austrian physician, playwright, and novelist Schnitzler (1862–1931), whose equally polished short stories were revived in this publisher’s 2002 sampling Night Games, was one of the earliest writers to employ the stream-of-consciousness technique: in his hands, it’s an instrument of clinical precision. A brilliant early example is “Dying” (1892), which records the final months, then days endured by Felix, a hitherto healthy young man whose doctor (correctly) tells him that he has but a year to live. Schnitzler coolly charts the emotional odyssey undergone by Felix, his devoted lover Marie, and the aforementioned physician (who’s also Felix’s close friend) Alfred. Translator Schaefer’s excellent foreword persuasively links this story’s preoccupation with last things to the “cult of death” rampant in late 19th-century Vienna. “Dying” is a moving work, and an impressive harbinger of such greater achievements as “Flight into Darkness” (1909; published 1931), a harrowing study in paranoia and schizophrenia, whose protagonist Robert virtually wills his way into madness, succumbing to a comprehensive “anxiety” that makes presumed enemies of his fiancée, his brother Otto (a doctor), and even casual acquaintances. Critics have suspected autobiographical relevance in this truly eerie narrative, to which further levels of tension are added by its narrator’s vacillating closeness to, and understanding of, both Otto’s forbearance and the doomed Robert’s accelerating instability. Even better is “Fräulein Else” (1925), an extended monologue (which inspired a famous silent film) whose eponymous speaker is an emotional 19-year-old girl betrayed by her family. Her father’s gambling debts oblige the virginal Else to abase herself before “an old lecher in order to save a good-for-nothing from jail.” This extraordinary portrayal of psychic shock and disintegration is, simply, one of the great modern short novels.
Superlative fiction. It’s good to have Schnitzler back among us.Pub Date: Oct. 24, 2003
ISBN: 1-56663-542-X
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Ivan Dee/Rowman & Littlefield
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 2003
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by Arthur Schnitzler & translated by Margret Schaefer
by Mark Z. Danielewski ‧ RELEASE DATE: March 6, 2000
The story's very ambiguity steadily feeds its mysteriousness and power, and Danielewski's mastery of postmodernist and...
An amazingly intricate and ambitious first novel - ten years in the making - that puts an engrossing new spin on the traditional haunted-house tale.
Texts within texts, preceded by intriguing introductory material and followed by 150 pages of appendices and related "documents" and photographs, tell the story of a mysterious old house in a Virginia suburb inhabited by esteemed photographer-filmmaker Will Navidson, his companion Karen Green (an ex-fashion model), and their young children Daisy and Chad. The record of their experiences therein is preserved in Will's film The Davidson Record - which is the subject of an unpublished manuscript left behind by a (possibly insane) old man, Frank Zampano - which falls into the possession of Johnny Truant, a drifter who has survived an abusive childhood and the perverse possessiveness of his mad mother (who is institutionalized). As Johnny reads Zampano's manuscript, he adds his own (autobiographical) annotations to the scholarly ones that already adorn and clutter the text (a trick perhaps influenced by David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest) - and begins experiencing panic attacks and episodes of disorientation that echo with ominous precision the content of Davidson's film (their house's interior proves, "impossibly," to be larger than its exterior; previously unnoticed doors and corridors extend inward inexplicably, and swallow up or traumatize all who dare to "explore" their recesses). Danielewski skillfully manipulates the reader's expectations and fears, employing ingeniously skewed typography, and throwing out hints that the house's apparent malevolence may be related to the history of the Jamestown colony, or to Davidson's Pulitzer Prize-winning photograph of a dying Vietnamese child stalked by a waiting vulture. Or, as "some critics [have suggested,] the house's mutations reflect the psychology of anyone who enters it."
The story's very ambiguity steadily feeds its mysteriousness and power, and Danielewski's mastery of postmodernist and cinema-derived rhetoric up the ante continuously, and stunningly. One of the most impressive excursions into the supernatural in many a year.Pub Date: March 6, 2000
ISBN: 0-375-70376-4
Page Count: 704
Publisher: Pantheon
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2000
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by Madeline Miller ‧ RELEASE DATE: April 10, 2018
Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.
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A retelling of ancient Greek lore gives exhilarating voice to a witch.
“Monsters are a boon for gods. Imagine all the prayers.” So says Circe, a sly, petulant, and finally commanding voice that narrates the entirety of Miller’s dazzling second novel. The writer returns to Homer, the wellspring that led her to an Orange Prize for The Song of Achilles (2012). This time, she dips into The Odyssey for the legend of Circe, a nymph who turns Odysseus’ crew of men into pigs. The novel, with its distinctive feminist tang, starts with the sentence: “When I was born, the name for what I was did not exist.” Readers will relish following the puzzle of this unpromising daughter of the sun god Helios and his wife, Perse, who had negligible use for their child. It takes banishment to the island Aeaea for Circe to sense her calling as a sorceress: “I will not be like a bird bred in a cage, I thought, too dull to fly even when the door stands open. I stepped into those woods and my life began.” This lonely, scorned figure learns herbs and potions, surrounds herself with lions, and, in a heart-stopping chapter, outwits the monster Scylla to propel Daedalus and his boat to safety. She makes lovers of Hermes and then two mortal men. She midwifes the birth of the Minotaur on Crete and performs her own C-section. And as she grows in power, she muses that “not even Odysseus could talk his way past [her] witchcraft. He had talked his way past the witch instead.” Circe’s fascination with mortals becomes the book’s marrow and delivers its thrilling ending. All the while, the supernatural sits intriguingly alongside “the tonic of ordinary things.” A few passages coil toward melodrama, and one inelegant line after a rape seems jarringly modern, but the spell holds fast. Expect Miller’s readership to mushroom like one of Circe’s spells.
Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.Pub Date: April 10, 2018
ISBN: 978-0-316-55634-7
Page Count: 400
Publisher: Little, Brown
Review Posted Online: Jan. 22, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 2018
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