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B : interesting approach, revealing look at life in Lebanon See our review for fuller assessment.
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Dear Mr Kawabata is a sort of epistolary monologue.
Nominally addressed to Nobel Prize-winning Japanese author Kawabata Yasunari, the narrator recounts his life and thoughts -- and poses the occasional (more or less rhetorical) question.
There is nothing left, therefore -- you will agree with me about this -- except memory, I mean my personal memory.Dear Mr Kawabata is an exercise in memory, in preserving and relating and passing on specific experiences and realisations and ideas -- and, of course, about the impossibility of doing so. It's also no accident that he's 'writing' to a dead Japanese man, rather than, say, telling his stories to the kids gathered underneath the old cedar ..... The narrator is Rashid -- though: "I, the Rashid who am addressing Mr Kawabata, am not exactly Rashid the author." But both are Maronite Lebanese, born in 1945. Rashid's parents are illiterate and uneducated, and the culture he grows up in is one where blood-revenge is still commonplace -- so much so that his clan eventually tells Rashid to stay away from his home-village, because he's "easy prey" in the ongoing feud. Rashid does attend school. Learning that, for example, the earth is round is among the greatest and most influential impressions of his youth, a not necessarily welcome incontrovertible proof striking against the very foundations of the still prevalent old beliefs The conflict between tradition and modernity is a large part of Rashid's life, though much of the focus is on the emotional impact of this rather than the intellectual consequences. His father's domineering ways (which includes forcing Rashid to read to him) and his mother's unhappiness about her marriage (which resulted in ten births) are two major concerns for the boy and then young man, as his understanding of both changes over the years. Education is important to Rashid -- and ultimately proves a means of escape -- but it is only the early lessons (attaining literacy, learning the earth is round) that are life-changing. Much that comes later is almost glossed over, most notably when he gets his doctorate in France, an experience he mentions in little more than passing. Politics are far more significant, especially insofar as his Maronite heritage and identity leave him an outsider in the struggle he gets involved in (Marxist, party member, would-be resistance fighter). As an Arab but not a Muslim he is not embraced in the struggle both in Lebanon and in the larger regional conflict around the Palestinians. Eventually he turns away from active politics -- and goes so far as to write: "Mr Kawabata, I hate history as I hate death, and meaninglessness". And: Lebanon is one of those countries that produces nothing but its own periodic tragedies.It's an interesting life- (and country-) story, from the one-room house in which Rashid grew up (and the mysteries of sex under those conditions ...) to the political struggles and the divisiveness of religion even where the fundamental aims seem to be the same. The choice of Kawabata as the person to address this narrative to is an interesting one. Though educated, in part, in France Rashid does not try to place his history in that much more familiar context -- or any Western one. Brecht is a rare influence he admits to, but it is the Japanese master -- and the apolitical The Master of Go -- that, at this stage in his life, are what he is drawn to. He can't leave politics completely out of it, but with the West politically compromised Rashid seems to hold out some hope that an Oriental perspective might be different in this regard, too: by the way, Mr Kawabata, why did the Western media portray us as if we were some strange specimens of humanity ? Why this malice, why this blindness on the part of people who defend themselves from erach other with atomic bombs ? How did you look at us in Japan ?It's as though he believes there the slate might be blank enough for judgement to be objective -- impossible in the West. The focus on certain details and the almost willful ignoring of what others might consider significant gives an odd feel to the book. It is an existential text, an individual questioning identity and his role in the universe (and in the political struggle, and in his family) -- a personal struggle that is, nevertheless, surprisingly far-reaching as it covers nearly half a century of Lebanese history and certainly conveys the feel of the troubled country (and many of the reasons for it being troubled) very well. Engaging -- both simply as a life-story as well as as an attempt to fathom the Lebanese condition (admittedly from a Maronite perspective) -- Dear Mr Kawabata is an intriguing and worthwhile read. - Return to top of the page - Dear Mr Kawabata:
- Return to top of the page - Lebanese author Rashid al-Daif (رشيد الضعيف) was born in 1945. - Return to top of the page -
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