Beautiful collection of essays, all of which continually push back on outdated images of the region while carving out a new space for new writers and artists to emerge.
I'm particularly struck by Avashia's experimentation with structure. Many essays are centered around a single object or action and the structure of the prose often reflects or elaborates on that central metaphor.
Got me thinking about celebrity culture, the social model of disability, how our bodies are inextricable from our identities, the ways that narratives come together and create their own reality, and the history of the picaresque.
I think Fevvers should go up there with Bartleby as an example of how social refusal can work towards possibly revolutionary ends.
Oh lordy this is simply perfect. So so many ideas to talk about with this book, among them:
1. How trauma affects memory and its retelling, on personal and social levels 2. How we construct narratives and discourses. Written vs oral, archival vs personal, misremembered vs fabricated 3. Is the author the Inquisitor? Is the audience? Is this a metafictional work? 4. The different types of families and the circumstances that produce them 5. The fluidity of bodily and biological categories, the openness of our flesh as we engage with others 6. The long shadow of slavery and its stain on the "Western" archive of the African continent (I loved the allusion to Saidiya Hartman with "the archive is a tomb") 7. Women's networks and the ways in which they often spread subversively under the gaze of the patriarchy
And so so so much more. I sincerely hope this series reaches accolades and a legacy far beyond any literary category because it's simply unparalleled.
Reminds me a bit of if Krasznahorkai was tasked with writing a Lispector novel and managed to read There's a Monster at the End of this Book and "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" along the way. Deeply introspective narrator caught up far too much with the concerns of the present, preventing them from enjoying themselves until a brief exhale at the very end.
I quite enjoyed the drum tracks and paintings as well. I can't say I've encountered another novel like this one.
Marlon James listed this as an inspiration for Black Leopard Red Wolf! Very neat to see where he's picked out and adapted different pieces of Tutuola's writing.
Very odd little novel. I like how time and space aren't really a priority for Tutuola and he instead focuses on some of the strangest images I've read. I'm a big fan of the intersex lesbian commune!
A stunning engagement with ecology, family, power, forbidden love, identity, and trauma all against the backdrop of a rapidly changing society. The language is also STUNNING - a simply poetic rendering of children's treatment of language as plastic and startling (which is lost to us in adulthood).
Pola Oloixarac is the future of the novel and I say that with no hyperbole.
This book is a constantly startling analysis of prey, predators, love, pain, and conflict - getting to the desire (wholesome and otherwise) at the root of them all. It's also an excellent gutting of the hyper-intellectual theoreticians that lurk in the dank corners of the internet and the academy.
Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
5.0
Ugh it's so nuts I love it
I'm incredibly charmed and impressed by the way that Reed takes the pages of history and genre and mythology and folds them all into each other to make something new.