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|title=Satantango
|author=Laszlo Krasznahorkai
|borrow=Maybe
|isbn=9781848877641
|pages=320
|publisher=Atlantic Books
|date=May 2012
|summary=An awkward and dense piece from Hungary, in which the intriguing premise fails to deliver.
|cover=1848877641
|aznuk=1848877641
|aznus=1848877641
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A small community in rural Hungary is unsettled. One man has too much control over the place, with too much influence on the work done there, and over all the lives lived there. His effect is still felt, even though he has been dead for over a year. So whether you are the man itching to finish a swindle and leave with the proceedings, or the doctor, confined by will to a chair at his window, making the most personal, immaculate notes about the whole existence of the community, or the housewife whose loins still mourn the influence of said man, you are unsettled - especially when the dead man is said to be returning...
I did like some vivid pictures that emerged from the dense, matter-of-fact style. The local pub is infested with spiders that spin their webs over everything that settles immobile for even a short time - even the drinks of those sleeping off an all-nighter. I certainly didn't enjoy the midpoint scene where character development is had through animal abuse.
It seems stupid to dismiss one whole country's literature with one fell statement, but perhaps modern Hungarian literary fiction just isn't my bag. I've tried Sandor Marai and found him equally ultra-lanquid, low on plot and high on a sort of pomposity I could do without. The narrator here feels the necessity to give us too much information, in a dense way, and I can see how and why the intimate, close-up style gives everything relevance, and enriches the writing. But for it to me be much more friendly, and successful, the bigger picture, giving the location and characters more depth, honesty and the chance to be pinned down in their world (and therefore ours) was needed.
I must thank the publishers for my review copy.
For more important points in the Hungarian 20th century in fiction, we recommend [[Detective Story by Imre Kertesz]].
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