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If the stories are individually quirky, bizarre and amusing, paradoxically the incremental effect is one that is surprisingly revealing of the deep, tectonic instabilities in our relationships with partners and lovers.
If the touchstone of Anthropology is, in the end, a kind of disbelieving laughter, it is emphatically not observational humour, nor the bittersweet angst of wry comedy that dominates much contemporary fiction: Rhodes highlights the essential absurdity of heterosexual relationships, the fundamental incomprehension and misunderstandings that divide men and women. The wayward commandments of desire, the desperate mismatches of affection, the hilarious disjunctions of perception, the disequilibria of power, all are scrutinised in turn by the author's cool, deadpan prose; and the superficial equivalence of form mimics the fact that, while relationships may seem similar on the surface, each is uniquely odd, perverse, or disfunctional.
The structure of the book is reminiscent of Raymond Queneau's Exercises in Style, its tone occasionally recalls Donald Barthelme's elegant postmodern short fiction, but Anthropology nevertheless mines a seam distinctly its own: quirky, surreal, often wildly funny, and cumulatively profound. --Burhan Tufail --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.
ANTHROPOLOGY is like a bag of Revels - each story a treat of a sweet; every one a surprise and every one leaving you wanting another. Unlike a bag of assorted-centre sweeties, however, devouring them all at once won't leave you feeling bilious - just a little dizzy perhaps.
The single-paragraph stories contained in ANTHROPOLOGY are pretty odd - sometimes you just can't believe what you're reading; they're certainly surreal; they're poignant. Some are like jokes with sick punchlines; some are like a punch in the stomach; some are impossible to read out loud because the huge lump in your throat stops you from being able to speak.
Sometimes, as I read, the words Spike and Milligan and Brian and Patten spring to mind. In my view, not a bad thing.
There's a photo of Dan Rhodes at the back of the book: he was born in 1972 but doesn't even look young. He looks like a man who doesn't get much sleep. With a mind like that, it's hardly surprising. Maybe it's the lack of sleep that brings on these warped yet perfect observations. He merges utter fantasy with pure mundanity. Occasionally, the stories deliberately miss the point, which makes them all the more entertaining.
I keep my copy of ANTHROPOLOGY on my desk. When there's a lull (and sometimes I create a lull on purpose), I pick up the book an read a story. It stops me eating sweets.
If Dan Rhodes reads this, please get in touch: I need to know more...
But one is missing so much if 'Anthropology' is simply levelled with the adjective 'quirky'. Dan Rhodes has achieved miracles in distilling emotions - well, one particular emotion particularly, that of obsession - into such brief, but affecting passages. I defy you not to read this book again immediately after you've read it the first time. I defy you not to cry at certain stories (crying at 101 words! ), and I defy you not to find yourself continually saying, "That's me!" or "I've felt like that!" Most of all, this book speaks to you about these things but does it in the blink of an eye - inflicting real emotion on the incredibly short attention spans we have developed in modern society.
Oh, and a last point - Dan Rhodes is 28. If this is a summary of his emotional ups-and-downs, I feel quite fortunate . . .
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