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A- : well written but very melancholy tale See our review for fuller assessment.
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The Enormity of the Tragedy begins with Ramon-Maria, a widower and former publisher who now works as a trumpeter, at work seducing show-woman Maria-Eugènia, Monzó describing the tail-end of their dinner and their slow progression into bed together.
The sad evening moves towards what seems like inevitable failure, as
Maria-Eugènia can't get a rise out of Ramon-Maria, but suddenly
everything appears to be in good working order again, and he doesn't have to let her down after all.
How horrible, so much depression ! All told, dying wasn't a particularly dramatic misfortune. He could even steal a march on fate. He could commit suicide and thus end all. But he felt too lethargic to get up, enormously lethargic.He doesn't have that much to live for. His house is filled with left-over copies of the books from his publishing days, a reminder of his failure in that business, whose best days were already two generations removed. His wife is dead, and he's saddled with a teenage step-daughter, Anna-Francesca, with whom he barely gets along. Indeed: Ramon-Maria said he had no family; Anna-Francesca (he thought) wasn't family at all.They live together in the same house but can go weeks without speaking; their paths barely cross throughout the novel. Anna-Francesca has a deep-rooted hatred for her step-father, and spends much of her time plotting how to kill him (unaware, since he at no point bothers to fill her in on his situation, that all that is required is a bit more patience). The rest of her time she spends thinking about and toying with boys, fantasizing about love and worrying about sex. There is a lot of sex in The Enormity of the Tragedy, and much of it is fairly detailed, but this is far from an erotic (or romantic) book; sex here isn't just tinged in melancholy, it is soaked in it. In describing the characters' thoughts as they fumble and go through the motions it is constantly made clear how there is no communication between them: they are islands bumping into each either (or, as frequently, floating by each other), and on the occasions when they manage to achieve some sexual fulfillment it's at best a brief moment of release and distraction (such is, of course, 'the enormity of the tragedy' that Monzó means to convey). Typically, one of what could be called the highpoints -- Anna-Francesca relinquishes her viriginity -- is described in clinical detail, including: Anna-Francesca's vagina began to contract at regular intervals, like her uterus. Her pituitary gland produced oxycontin. She had a spastic muscular contraction lasting three seconds. The muscles surrounding the vagina now contracted rhythmically every eight-tenths of a second. Her rectum and uterus also contracted, and these contractions freed up the blood held in the veins of the pelvis.Hot, no ? (Typically, too, consummation only goes so far: while she is pleased that she has an orgasm on this, her first go-round, her partner has to withdraw before he makes it all the way (since she's not on the pill), his ejaculate then spurting on her stomach, the sex-act thus not truly complete.) Ramon-Maria tries to make the best of knowing that his time is soon up, but even his grandest plans and ambitions feel foolish. What makes The Enormity of the Tragedy so successful is that Monzó takes these outlandish and dramatic premises and treats them so straightforwardly, without ever trying to make too much of them. He never seems to be trying too hard, his approach largely naturalistic, conveying the thoughts (and, more frequently, confusions) of the various protagonists. The details and lists, and the focus on the everyday -- where a permanent state of erection is, for the most part, soon little more than a physical annoyance -- work very well. And the occasional sly aside livens things up too, as in the suggestion that: his intense consumption of energy had led to the loss, without exaggeration, of two diopters in the right eye and three in the left (and, with exaggeration, eight and twelve respectively).The Enormity of the Tragedy is a truly stylish novel, Monzó's command making for a surprisingly appealing read. It is also, despite many comic elements, terribly melancholy -- a mix Monzó also manages well. Recommended. - Return to top of the page - The Enormity of the Tragedy:
- Return to top of the page - Catalan author Quim Monzó was born in 1952. - Return to top of the page -
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