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by Phoebe-Lou Adams
No Laughing Matter
by Anthony Cronin. Fromm,
272 pages, $29.95.
Brian O'Nolan (alias Nolan, O Nualláin, Ua Nualláin,
Brother Barnabas, Flann O'Brien, Myles na Gopaleen, and so many other
"pseudonymous personalities" created "in the interests of pure destruction"
that his biographer gives up counting them) was born in 1911 in Strabane,
Ireland. He therefore belonged to the generation of Irish writers who operated
in the afterglow of the Celtic revival and under the albatrossian shadow of
James Joyce. As O'Nolan, he was an able civil servant supporting a widowed
mother, two jobless older brothers, nine younger siblings, and the large house
in which his father had kept his Gaelic-speaking clan in comfort. As Barnabas,
O'Nolan was an undergraduate prankster and literary leader. As Flann, he was
the author of the splendidly comic innovative novel At Swim-Two-Birds.
As Myles, he wrote an amusingly testy column for the Irish Times,
complaining of almost everything in sight. As the rest of the crowd, he wrote
provocative letters to editors, which was not an unusual diversion for a Dublin
literary man. Mr. Cronin is a Dublin literary man himself, and his description
of the world that surrounded his cantankerous subject -- of authors, critics,
journalists, and people who had had a play rejected by the Abbey -- has a
delightful authenticity. As a young admirer of O'Nolan, he knew that set. On
one occasion O'Nolan, despite his perpetual exasperation at being tagged a
follower of Joyce, organized a memorial tribute to "the great exile." Friends
representing the characters in Ulysses were to follow Bloom's daylong
route in two "growlers." Mr. Cronin represented the young poet. The expedition
was launched in disorder and foundered in a pub along the way, but clearly it
was a fine affair while it lasted. It was also, in an oblique way, prophetic.
O'Nolan can be said to have foundered in a number of pubs, and did not live to
enjoy the international esteem in which he is now held. Mr. Cronin has recorded
his man with sympathy and shrewdness and has re-created his time and place so
vividly that one can fairly smell the whiskey.
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translated by Dick Davis.
Mage, 203 pages, $24.95.
Mr. Davis has put what he calls "Medieval Persian Epigrams" into easy,
idiomatic English and provided an engaging introduction to the Persian world
and an explanation of the code words that might otherwise puzzle modern
readers. These authors were court poets, highly valued and well rewarded for
wit, elegance, and a light touch. Originality of theme was not necessary, but
there are surprises among the lovers' laments and financial complaints. Jahan
Khatun, one of the few women poets, considered erotic reform but decided to
"renounce renunciations." (A contemporary accused her of being a prostitute,
but Mr. Davis points out that he "said this kind of thing" about everybody.)
Sweet breeze, inform my noble
The poems are faced by versions in Persian script, making the collection pretty
as well as amusing.
lord from me
That panegyrics are what I excel at,
And if he gets obstreperous and rude,
Say satire's also something I do
The House Gun
by Nadine Gordimer.
Farrar, Straus & Giroux,
The social or political implications of Ms. Gordimer's novels are
usually just that -- implications underlying an interesting story. In this case
the basic question -- Does a violent society provoke violence in nonviolent
individuals? -- is brought to the surface and debated (at wearisome length, to be
honest about it) in a murder trial. The novel's major characters are the
parents of the killer, a prosperous, quietly liberal white couple who hire an
expert black lawyer to defend the son about whose life they knew almost nothing
until he shot a former lover with "the house gun," which is standard domestic
equipment in South Africa. Ms. Gordimer's exploration of racial and
generational differences is subtle, but the position of the parents as helpless
bystanders in the legal process deprives the book of much of the narrative
drive that this fine author normally provides.
by Anita Brookner.
Random House, 256 pages,
Ms. Brookner's latest novel follows what has become virtually a formula
for this author. A loner leading a life of boring routine is jolted out of the
rut by an unexpected force. The loner in this instance is a widow whose contact
with the human race has been reduced to her late husband's female cousins and
their spouses. These people are all seventy or so; they have nothing to worry
about but their health, and nothing to do but decide where to spend the August
holidays. When an American-raised granddaughter insists that she be married in
England, the poor old coots react as though the sky had fallen on them. That
the American invasion does them all good comes as no surprise. A touch of
salvation is part of the formula.
Baule: African Art
by Susan Mullin Vogel.
Yale, 312 pages, $65.00.
Ms. Vogel is an authority on African art whose present book concentrates
on the Baule of the Ivory Coast, whom she has studied for more than twenty-five
years. Baule masks and sculpture have considerably influenced European artists,
although the Baule themselves do not acknowledge "art." They have
"things" -- objects endowed with meaning and capable of exercising power. If
those things happen to be beautiful, so much the better -- like fine frosting on
a cake. Ms. Vogel explains this African perception as well, probably, as it can
be explained to a Western audience, and in doing so provides an extensive and
very interesting description of Baule society and of the people she knows and
has worked with. The illustrations are magnificent and include dances,
ceremonies, shrines, and scenes of everyday life, all well annotated.
by Richard Rand.
Princeton, 220 pages,
Mr. Rand has been assisted by Juliette M. Bianco and four contributors
of essays in the creation of this survey of genre painting depicting "Love and
Domesticity in Eighteenth-Century France." The paintings, with the exception of
Watteau's ambiguous fantasies and Chardin's understated views of middle-class
life, are brilliantly colorful scenes of flirtation, seduction, and
peeping-Tommery. The critics of the time, quoted at length, complained of the
"feminization" of painting. Female authors unconnected with painting complained
discreetly of their limited rights. There was a lively market for prints. These
matters are earnestly reported by the scholarly contributors to the overall
text. There is no information from the patrons who actually bought these
cheerful works instead of the sober historical and religious paintings favored
by the critics. One would like to know what those cash customers thought when
they made their choices.
essay by Donald Kuspit. Abrams,
344 pages, $60.00.
The fantastic, sometimes alarming glass sculptures of Dale Chihuly are
lavishly and beautifully photographed in this enchanting display of his work,
and rewardingly discussed by Mr. Kuspit. Biographical information and location
of the works are included.
Recent books by Atlantic authors:
Making the Corps by Thomas E. Ricks. Scribner, 320 pages, $24.00. A
portion of this book appeared in somewhat different form as "The Widening Gap
Between the Military and Society," in the July, 1997, Atlantic.
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