Anthologies are ill-fitting things - one size does not fit all. Its no surprise
to find the authors in this volume, collected under the broad banner "European,"
voicing a consistently ornery resistance (with variations): "Well,
yes, I am European, Slovakian, actually, but I am also an individual, and
what really matters to me is Nabokov, Diderot and J. G. Ballard."
Which is as it should be. Good writing cannot permit itself to be contained
within checkpoints and borders. But still its tempting for readers
to seek a family resemblance and Im not sure were wrong to do so. It
seems old fashioned to speak of a "Continental" or specifically "European"
style, and yet if the title of this book were to be removed and switched with
that of an anthology of the American short story, isnt it true that only a
fool would be confused as to which was truly which?
Its more than the obvious matter of foreign names and places. Its hard
not to notice, for example, a strong tendency towards the metafictional.
Characters seem aware of their status as characters, stories complain
about the direction theyre heading in, and writers make literary characters
of themselves - and of other writers and artists. When the real Christine
Montalbetti (France) has breakfast with a notional Haruki Murakami
in a Japanese hotel, the fantastic threatens to overwhelm them ("leaves
were trembling behind the windowpanes, as if they were crouched, dying
to pounce") and we know for sure were not in Kansas anymore. Meanwhile
Goce Smilevski of Macedonia wants us to believe Gustav Klimts
fourteen illegitimate sons were all called Gustav, and Jean-Philippe Toussaint - in one of my favourite pieces - boldly enters the soul of Zinedine
Zidane to reveal the philosophical Weltschmerz hidden deep within that
What else? An epigraphic, disjointed structure. Many of these already
short stories are cut into shorter, sub-titled sections, like verbal snapshots
laid randomly on top of each other - and they end abruptly. They seem to
come from a different family than those long anecdotes ending in epiphany,
popularized by O. Henry. And their authors name different progenitors,
too. Certainly no one mentions O. Henry. Or Hemingway. Laurels are
offered instead to the likes of John Barth and Donald Barthelme. Meanwhile
poor Dickens is dismissed in a single line by a young Icelandic experimentalist:
"I weep with boredom over every single page hes written."
More likely to be name-checked: Beckett, Bernhard, Sebald, Claude Simon
and Kafka, who, "of course, is always there," as Josep M. Fonalleras (Catalonia)
asserts, and hes right. Judging from this collection, Kafka is literary
Europes primary ghost and heaviest influence. Hes there in Antonio
Fians (Austria) concretely expressed dream-stories, and in David
Albaharis (Serbia) frustrating trip through Lyon, with its many obstructions
and misdirections. And when this Kafkaesque respect for digression
unites, in an author, with the headier brews of Laurence Sterne and
Jorge Luis Borges, then we get baroque shaggy-dog tales like Julián Ríoss
(Spain) "Revelation on the Boulevard of Crime," and Giedra Radvilavic
?iu¯te?s (Lithuania) "The Allure of the Text," both of which offer mazy structures
in which readers may get blissfully lost.
Finally, in Europe the violent distortions of Dostoevsky seem to have
trumped the cool ironies of Tolstoy. In this vein I particularly enjoyed Peter
Terrin (Belgium), who revives the archetypal axe murderer in a banal
and futuristic landscape, and Micha Witkowskis (Poland) "Didi," which
brings notes from the underground of hungry hustlers. Of course, sometimes
in Europe the reality outstrips all but the most garish literary fantasies
and so a satirist in the Gogol-mode need only touch upon his subject very lightly. Thus the masterful Russian, Victor Pelevin, finds the perfect
metaphor for the oligarch cash-grab of the 1990s, and the story seems
to write itself.
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