This is one of my favourite Roth fictions and has the sort of funny, mad, energetic exuberance of
Portnoy's Complaint, while being much more absurd and surreal in its premise. There is nothing else quite like it in Roth's oeuvre. From the opening line 'It began oddly.', you are drawn into a first-person story told by David Kepesh, a literary professor (and the principal character of two subsequent and much better known fictions by Roth,
The Professor Of Desire, and
The Dying Animal). It is wonderfully comical, addresses both serious and fantastical issues, and all the while is utterly intriguing and intelligently done.
David Kepesh, as the title of the novella makes clear, finds himself turning into a human breast, '[...] an organism with the general shape of a football, or a dirigible; [...] weighing one hundred and fifty-five pounds [...] and measuring, still, six feet in length.' The story deliberately and knowingly plays on two classic stories of the absurd: Kafka's most famous and brilliant,
The Metamorphosis (Dover Thrift), in which Gregor Samsa struggles, denies, and agonises over coming to terms with his turning into a beetle, and Nikolai Gogol's The Nose, an equally absurd tale, in
The Collected Tales of Nikolai Gogol, where the character, Major Kovalyov, finds his nose abandons his face one day, and begins to assume a life of its own, much to Kovalyov's chagrin.
While Roth could have made this story simply absurd and comical (and it succeeds on those levels alone, especially the relentless, obsessive sexual fantasies and agonies Kepesh experiences, wanting to have intercourse and oral sex using his nipple), what is impressive is the serious, angst-ridden, matter-of-fact way in which Kepesh tries vainlessly, and painfully, to rationalise his situation, believing at one point that he is simply dreaming, another that he is suffering some terrible mental breakdown, and even that, because he believes he taught Gogol and Kafka's work with such conviction, it resulted in him becoming a breast (a lovely satiric dig at Kepesh's/certain academics' belief in their own brilliance and their ability to make an impact on their world through teaching).
Highly recommended for fans of the absurd, fantastical, and joyfully original fiction. The only caveat - frankly, a gripe - is the cost of this novella (as well as other paperback editions); after all - 96 pages for £7.99 RRP, admittedly generously discounted by 30% by Amazon to £5.59. Ok, perhaps it's not the 'quantity', but the 'quality' that counts, but I would normally hope that, for this sort price and paltry number of pages, you'd expect a beautiful physically object/high-quality edition, such as those by, for example, Hesperus Press and Europa, with their French wrapper jackets and quality paper. But please don't take this moan as a justification not to purchase the title - it really is such an original, terrific read, it's still worth the price, as far as I'm concerned!
