Friday, October 10, 2008

Literary Reviews of My the Days of My Week


Naokthra is the absolute genius of circumstance- demonstrating mute force to drink a chai late and read the paper simultaneously. How he arrives there! By bus and by way of two errands shows his remarkable narrative ability.


The key moments are stretched and expanded to embody in a sense the whole of the tale. The central episode: the despairing loneliness of the individual post sexual-dissapointment informs the whole second half of the opus: growing and carving its way into the remainder of the day. This is for anyone who's ever driven home at 5am thinking what_the_fu&*.


Hiding behind Herodotus's Histories, Beethoven's Pathetique and the latest predictions from the Wall Street Journal won't save this train wreck. Naokthra's paranoia about 'not-knowing-enough' is ill-concieved, ill-illustrated, and self-centered. Even worse, his rambling allusions sound like he literally woke up, picked up 10 books and read randomly- opening at any page as he went along, till evening. The work reeks of self-consciousness, and the inchoate line of thought makes this a failure of academicism and a distinct low-point of the genre.


One immediately senses the essence of a sequel (and not an original work)- as though a crucial overture had been severed from this tale.
____The harrowing and oppressive darkness of most the day is magically redeemed by the sliver of sunset we encounter towards the end of the opus, around 4-5pm. His tense and poetic style forces the resolution with immediacy.
____A story that begins in the negative and managed to end at zero, can be though of as being a victory.


Finding little in his own life, the author constantly gropes inwards, through the torturous lengths of his imagination, to find fantasies worth the telling. A work of magical-fiction and of dreamfulness- but, even in these worlds, once reality sets: a breakfast of cereal, a long walk, and an uneventful conclusion, the conclusions are about as stale as the language used. At least he's consistent.

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