Antón may not always be a sympathetic character, but his quest could resonate with readers struggling to find meaning in...
In Casariego’s witty, thought-provoking novel (translated from Spanish by Bunstead), a man plagued by anxiety attacks resolves to live a full, happy life.
Antón Mallick is a 32-year-old Spaniard in the midst of a deeply personal, existential crisis. On the surface, he seems to have a successful, if unremarkable, life. He has a steady job working with satellites, a large and well-meaning family, and an active social life. However, underneath the surface, Antón suffers from near-debilitating anxiety attacks, his family is highly dysfunctional, and his social life is punctuated by drug use and casual sexual encounters. Antón manages to keep his anxiety in check until a chance encounter at a local store sends him spiraling into a particularly intense attack: While standing in line, he spots a pregnant woman ahead of him buying a set of the Lethal Weapon films. She turns to him and says she’s going to have his baby. Antón’s life is completely transformed by the encounter, which eventually helps set him on a path toward embracing happiness. Armed with books on self-help and philosophy provided by his brother, Zoltan, and sister, Bela, Antón resolves to be happy in life and to look for the mystery woman carrying his child. Casariego succeeds at giving vibrant life to Antón and his world by using a complex, unorthodox narrative structure. Antón’s story is primarily told through journal entries in which he discusses his colorful family history, his desire to be happy, his feelings toward his unborn child, whom he names Dragosi, and his complicated relationships with his siblings. In lengthy sidebars, Antón also critiques the myriad of books given to him by his siblings, and transcripts of Skype conversations offer insights into his connections with his parents. Antón’s life is anything but straightforward, and Bunstead’s lucid translation keeps the narrative clear and cohesive, even when Antón’s life seems to be falling apart.
Antón may not always be a sympathetic character, but his quest could resonate with readers struggling to find meaning in their lives.Pub Date: April 1, 2014
ISBN: 978-8494174483
Page Count: 354
Publisher: Hispabooks
Review Posted Online: May 22, 2014
Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 2014
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
Tinny perhaps, but still a minutely rendered and impressively steady feminist vision of apocalypse.
The time is the not-so-distant future, when the US's spiraling social freedoms have finally called down a reaction, an Iranian-style repressive "monotheocracy" calling itself the Republic of Gilead—a Bible-thumping, racist, capital-punishing, and misogynistic rule that would do away with pleasure altogether were it not for one thing: that the Gileadan women, pure and true (as opposed to all the nonbelieving women, those who've ever been adulterous or married more than once), are found rarely fertile.
Thus are drafted a whole class of "handmaids," whose function is to bear the children of the elite, to be fecund or else (else being certain death, sent out to be toxic-waste removers on outlying islands). The narrative frame for Atwood's dystopian vision is the hopeless private testimony of one of these surrogate mothers, Offred ("of" plus the name of her male protector). Lying cradled by the body of the barren wife, being meanwhile serviced by the husband, Offred's "ceremony" must be successful—if she does not want to join the ranks of the other disappeared (which include her mother, her husband—dead—and small daughter, all taken away during the years of revolt). One Of her only human conduits is a gradually developing affair with her master's chauffeur—something that's balanced more than offset, though, by the master's hypocritically un-Puritan use of her as a kind of B-girl at private parties held by the ruling men in a spirit of nostalgia and lust. This latter relationship, edging into real need (the master's), is very effectively done; it highlights the handmaid's (read Everywoman's) eternal exploitation, profane or sacred ("We are two-legged wombs, that's all: sacred vessels, ambulatory chalices"). Atwood, to her credit, creates a chillingly specific, imaginable night-mare. The book is short on characterization—this is Atwood, never a warm writer, at her steeliest—and long on cynicism—it's got none of the human credibility of a work such as Walker Percy's Love In The Ruins. But the scariness is visceral, a world that's like a dangerous and even fatal grid, an electrified fence.
Tinny perhaps, but still a minutely rendered and impressively steady feminist vision of apocalypse.Pub Date: Feb. 17, 1985
ISBN: 038549081X
Page Count: -
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin
Review Posted Online: Sept. 16, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 1985
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This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.
Written with quiet dignity that builds to a climax of tragic force, this book about the dissolution of an African tribe, its traditions, and values, represents a welcome departure from the familiar "Me, white brother" genre.
Written by a Nigerian African trained in missionary schools, this novel tells quietly the story of a brave man, Okonkwo, whose life has absolute validity in terms of his culture, and who exercises his prerogative as a warrior, father, and husband with unflinching single mindedness. But into the complex Nigerian village filters the teachings of strangers, teachings so alien to the tribe, that resistance is impossible. One must distinguish a force to be able to oppose it, and to most, the talk of Christian salvation is no more than the babbling of incoherent children. Still, with his guns and persistence, the white man, amoeba-like, gradually absorbs the native culture and in despair, Okonkwo, unable to withstand the corrosion of what he, alone, understands to be the life force of his people, hangs himself. In the formlessness of the dying culture, it is the missionary who takes note of the event, reminding himself to give Okonkwo's gesture a line or two in his work, The Pacification of the Primitive Tribes of the Lower Niger.
This book sings with the terrible silence of dead civilizations in which once there was valor.Pub Date: Jan. 23, 1958
ISBN: 0385474547
Page Count: 207
Publisher: McDowell, Obolensky
Review Posted Online: April 23, 2013
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 1958
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