Entertaining in places but unsatisfying overall.
A love story with a metafictional wrapper and more puns than Rapunzel had hairs on her head.
On a commuter train chugging through New Jersey, a book editor named John tells of how he is buttonholed by a fellow named Katz and agrees to listen to him recite a novel by his brother, also known as Katz, whenever their rides coincide. The story of the internal novel concerns an affair between a casually observant Jew also named Katz and a Christian woman named Maria who meet as they wait for a commuter trolley to Boston. They progress quickly to intimacy via their shared intelligence, sensuality, and fondness for wordplay. But Maria is “slowly filling with guilt,” until she eventually takes a vow of chastity. It’s a distressing development for Katz. But which one? The Katz who is the protagonist of the novel within the novel and has a brother named Katz in that underlying fiction, or the Katz who is the author of the NWTN, or his brother, Katz, the reciter of the NWTN within the novel. Having fun yet? Leviant (Kafka’s Son, 2016, etc.) certainly is. He alludes to his own previous books and to a novelist named C.L. Eviant, and he never met a bad pun he didn’t use: “Whodunnit? Hedon it. Hedonist. I’m a hedonist. But she, she wasn’t a shedonist.” Readers may enjoy the verbal silliness and meta-mischief but feel shortchanged on substance. Leviant’s characters often feel like pawns for his playfulness even when things turn serious—if not sacrilegious—in matters of faith. The anatomy of the affair is almost devoid of real tension, especially as it must frequently yield to the metafictional hijinks, which themselves make for annoying echoes as new versions of chapters are introduced and give Leviant a chance to have his Katz and repeat it.
Entertaining in places but unsatisfying overall.Pub Date: Dec. 4, 2018
ISBN: 978-1-945814-45-7
Page Count: 360
Publisher: Dzanc
Review Posted Online: Sept. 23, 2018
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 2018
BOOK REVIEW
BOOK REVIEW
BOOK REVIEW
Miller makes Homer pertinent to women facing 21st-century monsters.
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
PROFILES
These letters from some important executive Down Below, to one of the junior devils here on earth, whose job is to corrupt mortals, are witty and written in a breezy style seldom found in religious literature. The author quotes Luther, who said: "The best way to drive out the devil, if he will not yield to texts of Scripture, is to jeer and flout him, for he cannot bear scorn." This the author does most successfully, for by presenting some of our modern and not-so-modern beliefs as emanating from the devil's headquarters, he succeeds in making his reader feel like an ass for ever having believed in such ideas. This kind of presentation gives the author a tremendous advantage over the reader, however, for the more timid reader may feel a sense of guilt after putting down this book. It is a clever book, and for the clever reader, rather than the too-earnest soul.
Pub Date: Jan. 1, 1942
ISBN: 0060652934
Page Count: 53
Publisher: Macmillan
Review Posted Online: Oct. 17, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 1943
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