Capolavoro assoluto! This is a truly remarkable work, a complex book that offers multiple perspectives. It delves into the realms of reality and illusion, constantly questioning what truly is, what we believe ourselves to be, and what others see in us. The author skillfully weaves together these themes, creating a thought-provoking and engaging narrative. Each page seems to open up a new world of ideas, challenging the reader to reevaluate their own perceptions. It is a book that will stay with you long after you have turned the final page, making you question the very nature of existence. Whether you are a lover of literature or simply someone looking for a deep and meaningful read, this capolavoro assoluto is not to be missed.
“As an artist, the nuance is your task. It is not about simplification. Even if you decide to write in the simplest style, like Hemingway, the challenge still lies in imparting the nuance, elucidating the complication, and implying the contradiction. It's not about erasing or denying the contradiction but rather seeing where, within it, the tormented human being exists. Allowing for the chaos and letting it in is essential. You must do so. Otherwise, you end up creating propaganda. If not for a political party or movement, then it's stupid propaganda for life itself - for life as it might prefer to be presented.”
― Philip Roth, I Married a Communist
One of my all-time favorite Roth novels. I am truly enamored with how the book is structured and narrated. The way it flows seamlessly and the manner in which it concludes are both remarkable. I have always adored Roth's prose, but his riffs on politics and art are simply amazing. I love the details that are so easily missed unless you are really looking. For instance, how Roth infuses Murray with the habits of a man who dedicated his life to teaching precise language and critical thinking. And how he salts Ira with the size, looks, and frailty of Abraham Lincoln along with Marfan syndrome.
Sometimes, when I read a book or view a painting, I hear music. At other times, when I listen to music, I envision colors dancing. For me, Roth novels are like some of Beethoven's more complex movements. Roth's every word, just like Beethoven's every note, is in the exact right place. There is nothing more and nothing less. Roth's story builds and builds and builds until he releases his narrative into a dissonant and violent double fugue of story within a story - and then comes the night, the quiet, and the stars.