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MAN IN THE DARK

Probably Auster’s best novel, and a plaintive summa of all the books that—we now see—have gone into its making.

The “parallel worlds” visited and occupied by an aging intellectual’s troubled mind and heart assume intriguing metafictional form in Auster’s challenging novel.

The initially unidentified narrator, an insomniac, lures us into the book with the story he’s imagining: that of a noncombatant (Owen Brick) who finds himself pressed into service in a civil war that has violently divided an alternative present-day America. Owen’s mission, which he cannot choose to decline, is to enter the war-torn city of Wellington (formerly Worcester, Mass.) and assassinate the amoral recluse who has “invented” the war by dreaming it into being. As Owen, bedeviled by figures and memories from his youth, trudges toward his destiny, we learn the identity of the novel’s narrator. He is August Brill, a septuagenarian retired book critic crippled in an automobile accident and confined to a wheelchair; mourning the loss of his French wife Sonia, whom he had married, betrayed, lost, then reconciled with, until her death; living with his divorced daughter Miriam, an academic and Hawthorne scholar, and Miriam’s daughter Katya, still traumatized by the recent violent death of her sometime boyfriend Titus, a casualty of the Iraq War. Auster’s lucid prose and masterly command of his tricky narrative’s twists, turns and mirrorings keep us riveted to the pages, as the permutations of August Brill’s tortured progress toward self-understanding—and forgiveness—gather together and reconfigure elements from Auster’s previous fictions: seemingly innocent characters’ immurement in Kafkaesque nightmares (The New York Trilogy); a known world transfigured into a hollowed-out, depopulated shell (In the Country of Last Things); the testing of an ingenuous hero’s flawed powers (The Music of Chance). Auster pulls it all together brilliantly in a moving denouement that measures August Brill’s intellectual solipsism against the doomed Titus’s passionately declared need “To experience something that isn’t about me”—and finds wisdom and grace in both alternatives.

Probably Auster’s best novel, and a plaintive summa of all the books that—we now see—have gone into its making.

Pub Date: Aug. 18, 2008

ISBN: 978-0-8050-8839-7

Page Count: 192

Publisher: Henry Holt

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 2008

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CONCLAVE

An illuminating read for anyone interested in the inner workings of the Catholic Church; for prelate-fiction superfans, it...

Harris, creator of grand, symphonic thrillers from Fatherland (1992) to An Officer and a Spy (2014), scores with a chamber piece of a novel set in the Vatican in the days after a fictional pope dies.

Fictional, yes, but the nameless pontiff has a lot in common with our own Francis: he’s famously humble, shunning the lavish Apostolic Palace for a small apartment, and he is committed to leading a church that engages with the world and its problems. In the aftermath of his sudden death, rumors circulate about the pope’s intention to fire certain cardinals. At the center of the action is Cardinal Lomeli, Dean of the College of Cardinals, whose job it is to manage the conclave that will elect a new pope. He believes it is also his duty to uncover what the pope knew before he died because some of the cardinals in question are in the running to succeed him. “In the running” is an apt phrase because, as described by Harris, the papal conclave is the ultimate political backroom—albeit a room, the Sistine Chapel, covered with Michelangelo frescoes. Vying for the papal crown are an African cardinal whom many want to see as the first black pope, a press-savvy Canadian, an Italian arch-conservative (think Cardinal Scalia), and an Italian liberal who wants to continue the late pope’s campaign to modernize the church. The novel glories in the ancient rituals that constitute the election process while still grounding that process in the real world: the Sistine Chapel is fitted with jamming devices to thwart electronic eavesdropping, and the pressure to act quickly is increased because “rumours that the pope is dead are already trending on social media.”

An illuminating read for anyone interested in the inner workings of the Catholic Church; for prelate-fiction superfans, it is pure temptation.

Pub Date: Nov. 22, 2016

ISBN: 978-0-451-49344-6

Page Count: 304

Publisher: Knopf

Review Posted Online: Sept. 6, 2016

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2016

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THE SECRET HISTORY

The Brat Pack meets The Bacchae in this precious, way-too-long, and utterly unsuspenseful town-and-gown murder tale. A bunch of ever-so-mandarin college kids in a small Vermont school are the eager epigones of an aloof classics professor, and in their exclusivity and snobbishness and eagerness to please their teacher, they are moved to try to enact Dionysian frenzies in the woods. During the only one that actually comes off, a local farmer happens upon them—and they kill him. But the death isn't ruled a murder—and might never have been if one of the gang—a cadging sybarite named Bunny Corcoran—hadn't shown signs of cracking under the secret's weight. And so he too is dispatched. The narrator, a blank-slate Californian named Richard Pepen chronicles the coverup. But if you're thinking remorse-drama, conscience masque, or even semi-trashy who'll-break-first? page-turner, forget it: This is a straight gee-whiz, first-to-have-ever-noticed college novel—"Hampden College, as a body, was always strangely prone to hysteria. Whether from isolation, malice, or simple boredom, people there were far more credulous and excitable than educated people are generally thought to be, and this hermetic, overheated atmosphere made it a thriving black petri dish of melodrama and distortion." First-novelist Tartt goes muzzy when she has to describe human confrontations (the murder, or sex, or even the ping-ponging of fear), and is much more comfortable in transcribing aimless dorm-room paranoia or the TV shows that the malefactors anesthetize themselves with as fate ticks down. By telegraphing the murders, Tartt wants us to be continually horrified at these kids—while inviting us to semi-enjoy their manneristic fetishes and refined tastes. This ersatz-Fitzgerald mix of moralizing and mirror-looking (Jay McInerney shook and poured the shaker first) is very 80's—and in Tartt's strenuous version already seems dated, formulaic. Les Nerds du Mal—and about as deep (if not nearly as involving) as a TV movie.

Pub Date: Sept. 16, 1992

ISBN: 1400031702

Page Count: 592

Publisher: Knopf

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 1, 1992

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