Showing posts with label Russian authors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Russian authors. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 2, 2021

A Terrible Country

Someone asked me the other day what is *the one* book on Russia I would suggest that they read.   My answer without hesitation: A Terrible Country by Keith Gessen. Not one by Dostoevsky, or Tolstoy, or Chekhov, but an easily readable literary fiction written in English about life in contemporary Moscow by a Russian-American writer.   If nothing else, I guaranteed that they will actually finish the book. And laugh while they are it. And cry a little, of course, because if a book on Russia doesn’t make you wipe away even one subtle tear, then it possibly is more propaganda than fiction.

 

You will find yourself intrigued by the contrasts between the older generation living just above poverty even while they inhabit coveted apartments near the Kremlin and the well-heeled Moscow youth carrying a glock under their Gucci suits while getting their $8 cappuccinos. You will come to see how our Russian-American protagonist Andrei, in the market for a U.S. English department faculty position, can barely afford the internet connection needed to conduct his Russian literature MOOC. There is no Navalny-like character, possibly because recorded Russian history has not yet registered someone like Navalny until now, with everything to lose, including his life, and nothing to gain. But there is Sergei, a politically-principled intellectual with nothing to lose except his life and nothing to gain except a stint in Siberia -- it may be the 2000s in the book and the economic model is new and defies known rules, but some things in Russia never change, the author seems to say through Sergei.  And then there is Dima the brother, coldly practical, worldly-wise, and knows when it is time to get out of Russia with or without some wealth stashed away.  

 

Keith Gessen is on faculty at Columbia University’s Journalism School.  Among his literary contributions is his translation of Nobel prize winner Svetlana Alexievich’s Voices from Chernobyl. Keith is the brother of respected political journalist and prolific writer Masha Gessen.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Nabokov's 'Natasha'

In its June 9, 2008 issue, The New Yorker has published 'Natasha'--a short story by Vladimir Nabokov, circa 1924; translated by son Dmitri Nabokov.

The story is a study of contrasts. Witness this early scene: Ailing Khrenov "pulled the blanket tightly around him" but "the thermometer was warm, alive—the column of mercury climbed high on the little red ladder. "

Old Khrenov, who is bed-ridden, ill and almost dying, is most in touch with reality -- he pays attention to people's movements, and presumably, to their feelings as well. He is obsessed with the world outside that can come to his bedside only via the newspaper. He makes a pronouncement early in the story that one almost misses.

Young Natasha, even while nursing and caring for her father with utmost sincerity, is quite attuned to "the warmth of her own body, her long thighs, and her bare arms...". She is lost in her own world of formication just as Baron Wolfe lives in his own fantasy world. But through Wolfe, towards the tail end of the story, we are made to confront the following life-affirming questions: is it really that simple to decide who inhabits reality and whose life is fictional? Is one man's insignificant life less complete because he merely dreams? Is another man's gigantic life a solid reality when all he does is moan, groan and complain his way through it? Again, an interesting juxtaposition of contrasting themes.

Truly, a charming, moving, riveting short story.

Cross-posted at Russian reading challenge.