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B+ : confidently tossed off, a bit light See our review for fuller assessment.
From the Reviews: - Return to top of the page - The complete review's Review: Ruhm ('Fame') is presented as 'a novel in nine stories', but the connexions between the tales are, for the most part, very loose. Characters pop up again, some scenes are seen again from a different perspective, but these tales don't blend together particularly obviously. As one of the characters -- a writer, of course, one of several -- acknowledges near the end: Wir sind immer in Geschichten. [...] Geschichten in Geschichten in Geschichten. Man weiß nie, wo eine endet und eine andere beginnt ! In Wahrheit fließen alle ineinander. Nur in Büchern sind sie säuberlich getrennt.In Ruhm Kehlmann plays the trick of suggesting clean, neat separation, even as he made clear with his subtitle -- insisting this is a novel, not a random collection of stories -- that there is both order and connexion here. The first story is about a man who finally gets a cellphone, but finds he is receiving someone else's calls. The second is about a German writer, Leo Richter, in some African country, doing the rounds of some of the Goethe-Instituts and the like, his travelling companion, Elisabeth, a woman he recently met who works for Doctors without Borders. In that second story Elisabeth already begs Leo not to put her in one of his stories -- but, of course, it's too late: stories are inevitable, and we're all in more than we can imagine. The third story is recognisable as one briefly mentioned in the second, Leo's most famous tale -- a skewed one in which the author is repeatedly pulled into the story by the protagonist, a woman he has sentenced to death but who doesn't want to die and begs him to spare her, to play god and change the outcome. The stories overlap in various ways: we meet the man whose calls the new telephone-owner of the first story is constantly receiving (and learn of the consequences of this confusion), while a later story clears up the number-mix-up that led to the technical problem in the first place. Similarly, while travelling in the second story Leo decides he can't bear another of these trips and sends a text-message to another author, Maria Rubinstein, begging her to take his place (at this last minute) on a similar trip to Central Asia he was booked on; her story, later in the book, then reveals what happened on that fateful trip. Many of these characters are, to varying degrees famous or well-known, and identity -- hiding it, keeping or losing it, changing it -- is a central theme of the book. One character is a famous actor -- so famous that there are impersonators who appear on talent-night shows imitating him -- who (a bit predictably) finds himself losing his identity. As an actor, he is a man of many identities in any case -- and yet also unsure of any specific identity, even his own. In Maria Rubinstein's case, she finds herself the odd man out, and then is unable to get back on track again in a Kafkaesque nightmare as the bureaucratic machine digests only that it was Leo Richter that was supposed to be in this Central Asian wasteland and is unable to deal with the last-minute substitution. Another man spins evermore fantastic tales as he juggles the woman he lives with (more or less) and a mistress, inventing stories of what he has to do at the office or where he has to travel for work to cover his tracks as he is with one or the other, finding himself eventually even 'lying out of habit and inventing stories for no good reason' but ultimately unable to juggle both his invented and his real world. One story is also devoted to another writer, Miguel Auristos Blancos, whose books pop up in many of the stories (even in Central Asia), who writes an ultimate work of un-fiction, a piece meant to take back all he's done (as if that were possible ...). Kehlmann writes with almost consummate confident ease: these are tales that seem almost effortlessly thrown on the page, yet there's clearly much deliberation and care here. The collection often feels very light: Kehlmann is the rare author who doesn't want (or need) to parade all the writerly games he's playing; this book belongs right alongside those of Javier Marías and Enrique Vila-Matas, yet Kehlmann avoids the insistent self-consciousness that mark their works. Ruhm is very well done, yet isn't entirely satisfying, undermined by the very effortlessness of its appearance. Still, worthwhile. - Return to top of the page - Ruhm: Reviews:
- Return to top of the page - Daniel Kehlmann was born in Munich in 1975. He lives in Vienna, where he studied philosophy and literature. He has published several works of fiction. - Return to top of the page -
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