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Our Assessment:
B : quite nicely turned novella about a world falling apart See our review for fuller assessment.
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The Scream is a very short novel, narrated by a highway toll-booth attendant who determinedly goes on with his routine even as the world around him seems to be coming to an end.
Each day, fewer and fewer cars pass through, until the roads are almost completely deserted, but he keeps up with his routine and responsibility until it has clearly become pointless, only then moving on.
His little outpost and routine seem to have given him a sense of comfort and responsibility -- "I feel as if I'm sitting at a strategic point, on the axis of the whole world".
Now Munch's masterpiece is in my toll booth; its mute rebellion, its voiceless scream blends into the silence of the highway.Eventually, the narrator does abandon his post, leaving behind the acquaintances he had shared some time with, wandering off: "straight on towards infinity." The narrator seems like a fairly passive and very calm fellow; it's no coincidence that he mentions a novel-figure recognizable as the protagonist from Graff's Happy Days. He , too, seems content to take things as they come. He is among those unaffected by what is bringing collapse all around, and, indeed, he goes around obliviously in more ways than one. For a long stretch Graff seems to be offering a portrait of a rather simple man who finds himself facing an apocalypse that remains beyond him and that barely touches him. The man sticks to his routine because that is all he seems to have in life. He seems like an innocent, and he does not express much curiosity or concern about the collapse of civilization around him. As it turns out, he isn't quite who he seems; there is more to him, and there is more to this situation. The theft of Munch's painting seems to have triggered what unfolds here -- but differently than we first imagined. Able to follow events only from the narrator's perspective, a significant part of the story only comes into focus in the closing pages -- and immediately changes the meaning of nearly everything that has come before. This is a novel of a world falling apart -- but not quite the one readers first were led to believe is collapsing. Graff pulls this off fairly well. The narrator's passive, placid voice suddenly takes on a whole new meaning retrospectively; the painting that he lugs around echoes in yet a new way. The shift from lightly comic to poignant is done well. It's a small but clever work, nicely turned in its affecting conclusion. - M.A.Orthofer, 6 March 2013 - Return to top of the page - The Scream:
- Return to top of the page - French author Laurent Graff was born in 1968. - Return to top of the page -
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