Purity� s stories take the reader through cities and suburbs, apartments and streets, to find characters struggling to survive in modern a man has a breakdown on a bus; a fugitive gains insight from a color wheel; a social realist kills his friend with a hammer; a thief proclaims his innocence. And cleaners reluctantly clean up. With weight as well as humor, people are depicted as fallen, in the process of falling or waiting to fall, against the backdrop of a violent civilization, rendered by Tichý with the fury of Thomas Bernhard.
2 1/2* Ummm yeah okay, the first few stories were snappy and engaging. I’m not used to the language style so it really took me off guard! However, the latter half of the book completely lost me �. Like okay??
A very brutal collage of immigrant experience in Sweden.
I think perhaps there may have been elements lost on me due to my neither being Swedish, nor having emigrated there, as much as I might like to.
The brutal style is arresting, at times a little overwhelming, but quite refreshing all the same, as I have been reading modern classics and books about Japanese people that give up on life and open a book store.
Life is brutal, and I enjoyed the perspective. Came away better for the experience.
Near-perfect, honest but unmeandering stream-of-consciousness, like peeking through a crack in the door to watch somebody pull out their hair, confront their realities, mostly their traumas, or the folds of a complicated question; if Impressionism was not already a literary term (excuse my ignorance) then it is now.
Stories of characters living hard chaotic lives on the edges of modern European society, buffeted by politics, with the ever-present threat of violence. Glimmers of lucidity, poetry and humour amongst the pain.
There are a lot of passages in this book where I think the writing and translation was really good but the lack of cohesion made it hard to build momenutum