Robinson does have it's charms. The narrator seemed extremely detached which i can understand , but again, that just did not work for me as a device. As others have said, this one will stay with you. Since it's a story with far greater relevance to today's 20-somethings than even to my then-30-something self, I'm hopeful it will reinforce his sense that the morality he sees enacted around him is pathological and not emulatable. I suppose what the nail in the coffin for me was the ending.
Everything, houses and stores, gas stations and banks, all the landmarks of my happy life in this place I love—everything seems to be sinking. But it doesn't come together in a way that grabs me. He twists the small town world in a way that is horrifying at the same time that it feels completely normal in an insane kind of way, of course. You are draw in because of the depth of human feeling that Antrim smuggles in. Antrim is the brother of the artist Terry Leness and the son of Harry Antrim, a scholar of T. Pete Robinson, third grade teacher with a 1:32 scale model of an Inquisition dungeon in his basement, wants to open a new school, and in his effort to do so he stumbles upon another idea: he needs to run for mayor. In this grim and comic novel, the titular Robinson, an educator and pillar of his Florida community, narrates his descent into a madness even nastier than the one gripping his compatriots.
Robinson for a Better World, The Hundred Brothers, and The Verificationist, as well The Afterlife, a memoir about his mother. They are not worth how I feel after finishing this book. Does it eat other animals? This novel's premise, which nowadays we'd call bizarro, was so askew that I was sure I'd be diverted and possibly edified. Where it stumbles is, unfortunately, on that same pillar that anchors the story, that of the unreliable narrator. The book opens with a public execution. Donald Antrim came to me in three economical little volumes. Barthelme's influence is clear; Antrim may be a little funnier, a little more caustic, a little more unhinged.
Donald Antrim, you are John Denver. But can anyone satisfy the terrible will of the people? Starts out promisingly enough and the cool, forensic way in which Antrim describes the ritualized public execution of the town's ex-Mayor is particularly compelling. The main reason is because of the end. By the time Robinson's wife discovers she has the ability to turn into a coelacanth at will, it just seems par for the course. The Christian myth of the resurrection is a sophisticated monotheistic variation on this. I can't remember how I first learned of this book, but I seem to recall hearing it was about a teacher who decides to run for mayor. Since it's a story with far greater relevance to today's 20-somethings than even to my then-30-something self, I'm hopeful it will reinforce his sense that the morality he sees enacted around him is pathological and not emulatable.
Taking place mostly on a ceiling, The Verificationist was probably my least favorite of the three in terms of plot a ludicrous metric for these novels, I suppose. He is the epitome of complacent liberal self-congratulation, his every positive action made queasy by his habit of mental slogan writing from which the novel takes its name. Other elements of the plot include Pete's thwarted attempts to bury pieces of the former Mayor's body in Egyptological rituals, and his wife Meredith's growing detachment as she becomes more involved in icthyomorphic trances in which she transforms herself into a , or ancient fish. Robinson is already almost two decades old, sufficiently old to qualify it, I guess, for re-release with a new introduction. Il romanzo si svolge in un futuro distopico ma che sembra attualissimo in una piccola comunità chiusa e autogestita, dove la follia intesa come violenza e alienazione è cosa di tutti i giorni e non desta scalpore a nessuno degli abitanti. This was a very strange book.
Would someone please dim the lights? The minimalist aspect of it can work, but here I just found it annoying. Here in Donald Antrim's first novel, are the elements that have made him one of the most critically acclaimed writers of our day: the unerringly astute and skewed observations, the precise and brilliant language, and the uncanny ability to create wildly funny narrative out of the margins of our culture. He has taught prose fiction at the graduate school of New York University and was the Mary Ellen von der Heyden Fellow for Fiction at the American Academy in Berlin, Germany, for spring 2009. So the read itself was successful, I kept the book somehow in spite of literally thousands of others falling away; but damned if I want to re-read it. Elect Mr Robinson… is a short book, but one which packs a great punch.
And the synopsis sounded intriguing. Strictly speaking, it needn't be a tree. E' una lettura che può non piacere a tutti, ma lo stile di scrittura è piacevole, ricco e brillante. Elect Mr Robinson for a Better World Author s : Share In the seaside community of Donald Antrim's Elect Mr. Antrim is a wonderful, truly original comic writer. Pete, though mad as a hatter, comments on the grisly goings-on including his ritual burial of the ex-Mayor's body parts with a cool, ironic intelligence; this dissonance is the novel's most striking feature--and effective up to a point. There is a lot going for this novel, beginning with the beautiful and restrained language.
The problem is that once you have gotten your nifty new product, the elect mr robinson for a better world antrim donald gets a brief glance, maybe a once over, but it often tends to get discarded or lost with the original packaging. Donald Barthelme and Ryan Boudinot, you also rock. You have in this story a man, Pete Robinson, living in suburbia with his wife. This book did a wonderful job of creating an appalling, nauseating, unforgettable world, and the entire reading experience was sickening. Oh, and because this may make a difference either way to undecided potential readers, this reads like Literature and not like Genre Fiction, not to suggest in any way that Literature is automatically better than Genre Fiction any more than Classical Music beats Pop Music , just that they're not the same thing at all see many, many essays on the increasingly blurred difference. Ours was then a country of receding community ethic, a sense of a destiny shared was eroding ever-faster, and its lack of usability as a ground-cover in the garden we're supposed to be maintaining was alarming to many of us.
Robinson's observations from moment to moment without any transitions, even between hours and days. He creates a dark dystopian future that resembles our own time enough to make things scary. Antrim's Civil War fit beautifully into that deep and accelerating fault line's growth under the national garden's soil. There are moments of outright political satire the american public voting to defund all schooling , but this is largely about about communities, and the insanity of our rituals in the face of larger, more pressing m There is a lot going for this novel, beginning with the beautiful and restrained language. He was made aware that these cross examinations would follow one another regularly, perhaps not every week but quite frequently.
I recall Ray walking up Main, oblivious to traffic, blood-soaked and carrying his wife's corpse. Maybe I'm too conventional or suburban or vanilla or whatever, but the ending of this book does not work for me. Ours was then a country of receding community ethic, a sense of a destiny shared was eroding ever-faster, and its lack of usability as a ground-cover in the garden of liberty we're supposed to be maintaining was alarming to many of us. Antrim was certainly going for shock value, but he lost me long before those final pages. I found myself feeling several contradictory things while reading, but I was feeling nevertheless. This is not something I would recommend anyone to spend time reading.