Posted on 12/31/2014 11:22:50 AM PST by Berlin_Freeper
The publisher describes Ben Metcalfs Against the Country as a gift for fans of Southern Gothic and metafiction, which sounds like a final exam question for Venn diagrammers. Having survived this mind-numbing rant of a novel, I only know that its a gift I would not open again.
And yet I entered these dark woods eagerly. For many years, Metcalf was the literary editor of Harpers, where he published some of the finest writers in the world and, a few times, offered his own essays in that magazine and in the Baffler. They were remarkable performances: angry, erudite pieces delivered in a comically pompous voice that mocked its own pretensions. In 1998, his hysterical assault on that shallow and putrid trough we call the Mississippi River opened with the line, I proceed from rage. In 2006, he attracted notice (and opprobrium) for an essay that considered the legal and moral complications of expressing a hypothetical desire to kill President George W. Bush with his bare hands.
In that same essay, he wrote, Literary taste does not seem to have advanced much . . . and I assume is still arrayed so as to engage only the weak-minded and dull. It was a comment calibrated to flatter readers who knew he was kidding and not kidding,
(Excerpt) Read more at washingtonpost.com ...
Or not.
Oh, I thought it was a book about Obama.
I thought is was a book about the Deep State, the Media and the Democrat party!
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