A young woman flees from Rome to Shanghai after the death of her twin brother in this haunting tale by Italian author Di Grado.
Six months after her brother Ruben's death from a heart defect, the unnamed narrator leaves her boyfriend—as she says, “He was nice, but nice things were of no use to me anymore”—and moves to Shanghai, where her brother had longed to become a chef. She supports herself by teaching Italian to Chinese students whose grades aren't high enough for them to learn English, and at a club for Westerners, she meets a brittle, opaque woman named Xu. They begin an affair, and Xu's treatment of the narrator becomes increasingly brutal over the long autumn and winter through which their relationship unfolds. “She's the person I love. She's the person who can't love me,” the narrator writes. They meet in Xu's garbage-filled apartment and in an abandoned slaughterhouse, where, during their rendezvous, Xu savagely bites her. The narrator experiences China as “the country of philosophy and sex dolls” and Shanghai as a feverish dreamscape, a place of “water the color of arsenic.” In spite of all this, she thinks to herself, “I was in China, halfway across the world, but alas, I was still me.” While some readers may find the novel repetitious and repellent, it accurately depicts the state of mind of its bereaved heroine, as the city and her relationship with Xu mirror her descent into a deep depression and her gradual climb back into a version of her former life.
An erotic and disturbing depiction of the effects of grief.