King Kong Theory by Virginie Despentes – Book Review

 

Publisher’s write-up:

‘Powerful, provocative and personal, King Kong Theory is a candid account of how the author of Baise-moi came to be Virginie Despentes. Drawing from personal experience, Despentes shatters received ideas about rape and prostitution, and explodes common attitudes towards sex and gender. King Kong Theory is a manifesto for a new punk feminism, reissued here in a brilliant new translation by Frank Wynne.’

Note: I read the original of the book, in French. Translations are widely available.

King Kong theory is a collection of essays written by the writer, film director and feminist activist, Virginie Despentes. In this essay, she talks of her personal experiences, when she suffered a rape aged 17, and also the understanding of the current society on various issues of women, like rape, the position of women in the household, the workplace, and how the current system helps this patriarchy, which is detrimental to women and even several average men.

She presented her arguments very well in an easy to read format. The examples that she provided were very relatable, regardless of the gender identity of the reader. I liked her essays ‘Sleep with the enemy’ and ‘Witch pornography’, where in the first, she narrates her own experiences working as a sex worker in Paris and Lyon, and how she discovered that so long as the transaction was consensual, it was both empowering and liberating, and here it was the woman taking charge and gaining independence, owing to which the society does not like this aspect.

The essays are mostly the author’s personal opinions surrounding the rights of women. Thus, it is not an academic work nor a traditional non-fiction, as there are not several citations that could support the affirmations that she had made. Maybe, if she had added those, that would have rendered these essays a lot more powerful.

Based on my experience, I strongly recommend this book and I award it a rating of eight on ten.

Rating – 8/10

Have a nice day,
Andy

Me Grandad 'ad an Elephant by Vaikom Muhammad Basheer – Book Review

 

Publisher’s write-up:

‘ME GRANDAD 'AD AN ELEPHANT is the translation of Ntuppuppakko- ranendarnnu. The original Malayalam book made great impact in reading and has been translated into all major languages of India. In this book Basheer has drawn here and there for character on people he has known.’

Note: I read the French translation of the novel

Me Grandad 'ad an Elephant is one of the most well known novels of Vaikom Muhammad Basheer, one of the most important figures of Malayalam literature and was also a freedom fighter against British colonialism.

The plot takes place in a village in Kerala, around a young Muslim girl named Kounnioupattoumma. Even though her family is rich, her family are also very conservative and they are illiterate. Her mother is already worried that Kounnioupattoumma is notmarried yet and she is already in her twenties. She herself is in the dark, when it comes to either knowledge, nor when it comes to knowing people, even though she was a very curious woman and used the principles of Islam to show compassion towards animals, to the point of becoming vegetarian, much to the ire of her mother. Her love for animals started when the only piece of information she ever had, was the fact that her grandfather had an elephant, which was a great source of pride for her mother. Their lives were going to change given their legal problems, and also, when they had new neighbours, who were also Muslims but progressive and educated, a great contrast compared to that of Kounnioupattoumma’s family.

The development of the character of Kounnioupattoumma was done well, how little by little, she starts to defy her domineering mother. The landscape and scenery of Kerala was also well described, the name of the village or the district where they lived was never specified but it was evident from the description of the places, the names of characters, the staple food that they cooked and consumed that it was somewhere in Kerala. The author also evoked the feeling of false pride, which kept the family and even the society at large in ignorance. With the wealth of her family, Kounnioupattoumma could have surely had better opportunities that she did. The relationship between Aïcha and Kounnioupattoumma, the first friend whom she had ever made, was also described well.

I would have liked it though, if the author had written a little more on the legal dispute that had changed the destiny of the family of Kounnioupattoumma, and equally a little on the history of the family – we knew only as much as Kounnioupattoumma, that her grandfather had an elephant, but not why they became so conservative or the choice to not be literate. At times, I felt there were issues with the translation, as when Kounnioupattoumma starts to learn to read, she learns that the first letter of the alphabet is ‘ba’ like in Arabic, but considering she was learning Malayalam, it should have been ‘a’ for vowels or ‘ka’ for consonants, but certainly not ‘ba’.

To conclude, the is a well written novel and it would interest those who are interested in reading novels that take place in other parts of the world. I award the book a rating of seven on ten.

Rating – 7/10

Have a nice day,
Andy

The Red-Haired Woman by Orhan Pamuk – Book Review

 

Publisher’s write-up (from Goodreads):

‘On the outskirts of a town thirty miles from Istanbul, a master well-digger and his young apprentice are hired to find water on a barren plain. As they struggle in the summer heat, excavating without luck metre by metre, the two will develop a filial bond neither has known before--not the poor middle-aged bachelor nor the middle-class boy whose father disappeared after being arrested for politically subversive activities. The pair will come to depend on each other, and exchange stories reflecting disparate views of the world. But in the nearby town, where they buy provisions and take their evening break, the boy will find an irresistible diversion. The Red-Haired Woman, an alluring member of a travelling theatre company, catches his eye and seems as fascinated by him as he is by her. The young man's wildest dream will be realized, but, when in his distraction a horrible accident befalls the well-digger, the boy will flee, returning to Istanbul. Only years later will he discover whether he was in fact responsible for his master's death and who the red-headed enchantress was.’

Note: I read the French translation of this book

The Red-Haired woman is a novel of the Turkish author, the Nobel laureate, Orhan Pamuk. He is known for is literary works and plots that show the Turkish culture to the world. This is not like his typical novels, and has only 330 pages (in my pocket edition from Gallimard), and was also written in simple language and was thus easy to read.

The main character of the novel is Cem, a young boy in his teens from a suburb of Istanbul. His family depends on his income as his father died and he works as an apprentice to a well-digger – Mahmud, before his studies at the university. It is during this apprenticeship that he sees the red-haired woman, and he is immediately impressed by her and falls in love, despite the fact that she was as old his own mother. After several years, Cem is a very successful businessman in Istanbul in the present day, but his past was going to return to haunt him.

Orhan Pamuk used several allusions – and the two I enjoyed in particular were, one from Greek mythology, the story of Oedipus, who killed his father and the other, is from a Persian tale – the story of Rostam and Sohrab, here, a case where the father kills his son. The relationship between Cem and his master, Mahmud, was well described where even though Mahmud is very strict, he is also very caring towards Cem. As always, Pamuk described his country well, especially the poorer areas and suburbs. For a third of the novel, he kept the mystery around the red-haired woman, to the extent that as a reader, I was desperate to read her first dialogue. And it should also be noted that this was a novel easy to read and I read almost the whole novel during my journey from Paris to Brussels (which takes around 3 hours).

I did not have any major issues with the novel, maybe the narration of the final third was a bit like that of a film, and I felt that the tone was very different from the rest of the novel. Maybe, if he had written a longer novel as is usually the case Pamuk, we could have had a better written ending.

To conclude, it was a very interesting novel, one of the best that I have read this year. I read a lot of translated novels to understand other cultures and here, my favourite was the reference to the Persian tale of Rostam and Sohrab. On that note, I would award the novel a rating of eight on ten.

Rating – 8/10

Have a nice day,
Andy

Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom – Book Review

 

Publisher’s write-up:

‘Maybe it was a grandparent, a teacher or a colleague. Someone older, patient and wise, who understood you when you were young and impassioned, helped you to see the world as a more profound place and gave you sound advice to guide your way through it. For Mitch, it was Morrie Schwartz, the college professor who had taught him nearly twenty years before.

Perhaps, like Mitch, you lost track of this mentor as the years passed, the insights faded and the world seemed colder. Wouldn’t you like to see that person again, to ask the bigger questions that still haunt you and receive wisdom for your busy life in the way you once did when you were younger?’

Tuesdays with Morrie is a compilation of a series of exchanges between the author Mitch Albom and his terminally ill professor, Morrie Schwartz, who had been diagnosed with ALS. The author used to take Morrie’s classes when he was a student every Tuesday and they continued the same tradition, of meeting every Tuesday, and Mitch talking about various aspects of life, such as family, emotions, death, etc.

The journey as such is wonderful to read, and the camaraderie between Morrie and Mitch was seen very well, wherein, both had something to give to each other. Mitch was inspired by the positivity that Morrie displayed, despite being diagnosed with a terrible illness and saw the positivity in each situation, including the places where Morrie started enjoying the dependencies he had to perform even the most basic activities.

The book was also very easy to read, which is similar to the experience I had with the other Mitch Albom book that I have read so far (The Five People you meet in Heaven). This follows the story of Mitch very well and how he is able find himself again, after all these discussions with Morrie.

While he was disappointed over being estranged from his brother who was in Spain, and how the author explains that Morrie replaced him – this aspect could have been explored more by the author. Added to that, I also felt that the conversations Morrie had with Ted Koppel (the broadcast journalist)could have been more chronological, wherein, the fact that they were disconnected and often inserted between the different Tuesdays that Mitch went to meet Morie, I often lost track of where the conversation was previously left off.

On that note, this is a good book, and an easy to read book, which helps you feel good and on that note, I award the book a rating of seven on ten.

Rating – 7/10

Have a nice day,
Andy

The Architect’s Apprentice by Elif Shafak – Book Review

 

Publisher’s write-up:

‘In her latest novel, Elif Shafak spins an epic tale spanning nearly a century in the life of the Ottoman Empire. In 1540, twelve-year-old Jahan arrives in Istanbul. As an animal tamer in the sultan’s menagerie, he looks after the exceptionally smart elephant Chota and befriends (and falls for) the sultan’s beautiful daughter, Princess Mihrimah. A palace education leads Jahan to Mimar Sinan, the empire’s chief architect, who takes Jahan under his wing as they construct (with Chota’s help) some of the most magnificent buildings in history. Yet even as they build Sinan’s triumphant masterpieces—the incredible Suleymaniye and Selimiye mosques—dangerous undercurrents begin to emerge, with jealousy erupting among Sinan’s four apprentices.’

Note: I read the French translation of the novel

This is a historical novel written by the Turkish writer Elif Shafak, and the story takes place in 16^th century Istanbul. The plot is centred around the character of Jahan, a 12-year-old boy who has come to Istanbul from afar with an elephant named ‘Chota’ to present to the Sultan. The other main characters of the book are real historical figures fictionalised by the author, such as Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent, his daughter Mihrimah, and the royal architect - Mimar Sinan.

The story takes us through the era of three different sultans, starting from Suleiman till the reign of his grandson Murad III. The author also touches upon the then Turkish society and the multicultural nature of it, where Istanbul was a melting pot comprising several ethnicities such as the Turks, Armenians, Serbians, Bosnians, Iranians, etc. Even the best friends of Jahan, in the novel, are of different ethnicities.

The plot followed the development of Jahan’s character well, who was at first a mahout and was well recognised by the Sultan for the performance of his elephant during the Balkan conquest of the Ottoman Empire. There was also a romantic sub-plot between the sultan’s daughter Mihrimah and Janhan, a forbidden love considering the different social classes that the two are from. Then, he becomes the apprentice of the royal architect Sinan, and the story then follows till Jahan’s old age.

I liked how she had used the different aspects of the historic Ottoman society. Those who are interested by historical fiction and the middle ages, would enjoy these descriptions. I also could visualize Istanbul of the 16^th century very well based on her description. The relation between Sinan and Jahan, and equally the secrets they had about their lives which was kept from us till the very end, was done well.

While I liked the historical aspect, and even learnt a lot on the Ottoman Empire, I also found that plot is perhaps not the author’s strong point. It is a very long novel without much of a movement even though there were three sultans. The love between Mihrimah and Jahan started well but it was evident to any reader since the beginning that this would not go very far.

To conclude, I would say that the novel was a tad too long but it was still interesting to read a story taking place in the 16^th century Ottoman empire. On that note, I award the book a rating of six on ten.

Rating – 6/10

Have a nice day,
Andy

Glyph by Percival Everett – Book Review

 

Publisher’s write-up:

‘Baby Ralph has ways to pass the time in his crib―but they don't include staring at a mobile. Aided by his mother, he reads voraciously: "All of Swift, all of Sterne, Invisible Man, Baldwin, Joyce, Balzac, Auden, Roethke," along with a generous helping of philosophy, semiotics, and trashy thrillers. He's also fond of writing poems and stories (in crayon). But Ralph has limits. He's mute by choice and can't drive, so in his own estimation he's not a genius. Unfortunately for him, everyone else disagrees. His psychiatrist kidnaps him for testing, and once his brilliance is quantified (IQ: 475), a Pentagon officer also abducts him. Diabolically funny and lacerating in its critique of poststructuralism, Glyph has the feverish plot of a thriller and the philosophical depth of a text by Roland Barthes. If anyone can map the wilds of literary theory, it's Ralph, one of Percival Everett's most enduring creations.’

Glyph is a novel written during the late 90s by the English professor, Percival Everett. The story features a baby named Ralph as the main character, who is a genius and reads books and writes poetry while on the crib. However, he does not utter a word and expresses himself only by writing. His mother is worried about him and takes him to a psychiatrist but when everyone starts taking note of Ralph’s abilities, which leads to his kidnapping.

For novels like this, the start has to be convincing, considering it is an absurd premise and the author had it written very well to draw the reader into this world of his. There were lots of humorous elements throughout the novel, starting from his antipathy towards his father, owing to his father’s own insecurities as a struggling writer, that he finds it difficult to accept that his baby is smarter than him. There were also several references, where Ralph discusses well known literature, from Balzac to Baldwin, and also various philosophers such as Nietzsche and Plato. I was not able to relate to all of the literary references but here was a case of the writer playing to his strength, of being an English professor.

While I enjoyed the premise and the humorous elements along the way, I felt the novel was a tad too long. One instance of kidnapping was fine, but a second kidnapping dragged the story too long. While I can buy into the world where there is an infant who is a prodigy, him being able to drive is testing the reader to the limits and that is where I felt the humour was getting lost.

Humour is not usually a genre that I read and those that I have, I did not particularly enjoy. However, this book proved to be an exception and I found it thoroughly amusing. Even though it was not the easiest of reads, and could be appreciated better if we could understand all the literary and philosophical references, I would still say that this book would satisfy the average audience and on that note, I award the book a rating of six on ten.

Rating – 6/10

Have a nice day,
Andy

Monsters: A fan’s dilemma by Claire Dederer – Book Review

 Publisher’s write-up: 

‘What do we do with the art of monstrous men? Can we love the work of Roman Polanski and Michael Jackson, Hemingway and Picasso? Should we love it? Does genius deserve special dispensation? Is history an excuse? What makes women artists monstrous? And what should we do with beauty, and with our unruly feelings about it?

Claire Dederer explores these questions and our relationships with the artists whose behaviour disrupts our ability to apprehend the work on its own terms. She interrogates her own responses and her own behaviour, and she pushes the fan, and the reader, to do the same. Morally wise, deeply considered and sharply written, Monsters gets to the heart of one of our most pressing conversations.’

We have ongoing conversation about whether artists could be separated from their works and if not, should we feel guilty of enjoying artistic excellence from ‘Monsters’? This includes topics like whether we could enjoy the works of Polanski – who has fled the criminal justice system in the US for raping a minor; or could still take pleasure from reading the books of JK Rowling, who uses her large platform to spread vitriol against the transgender people, one of the most vulnerable groups throughout history. These are some of the questions that the writer Claire Dederer tries to answer in this book.

She takes up the case of several well-known personalities such as Woody Allen, Pablo Picasso, JK Rowling, Doris Lessing, Roman Polanski, etc. and discusses her own dilemma around enjoying some of their works. An idea she discussed was interesting, describing this as conflicting biographies, where in the internet age, we know the biographies of all the famous personalities whom we follow but at the same time, if this conflicts with our own biographies (the ethics and values that we hold), then we start to question ourselves.

This would fall under the category of a book that I wanted to like, considering this is an interesting and contemporary topic, given the nonsensical culture wars initiated by the right-wing ecosystem lately. However, this book lacked structure and often missed the point. She starts talking about Rowling and then digresses immediately somewhere else without having relevance to what was being discussed earlier.

I would raise something I felt personally here, she was saying how to classify a famous woman as a ‘monster’ had much lower standards, which usually involved abandoning their children for the sake of their career and she cited the example of Doris Lessing. I understand that this is a topic close to her, but personally I do not see Doris Lessing discussed as much as she claimed and indeed, a separation where she willingly left the children in the custody of her partner, there is nothing morally wrong in her actions.

I understand that she was giving her opinions – as is the purpose of this book but that is when I stopped understanding whether she was inviting a discussion into the subject or writing a diary on how she felt about these people during the various phases of her life. Considering this was like reading a diary, I hoped that she would eventually reveal how she personally chose to deal with the subject (while you or I may have our own views and approach) but she leaves that open ended as well.

On that note, I would conclude saying that this was a disappointing book given the high level of expectations that I had. I rate the book a three on ten.

Rating – 3/10

Have a nice day,
Andy