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Helen DeWitt's extraordinary debut novel
The Last Samurai centres on the relationship between Sibylla, a single mother of precocious and rigorous intelligence, and her son Ludo, who, through his mother's singular attitude to education, develops into a prodigy of learning. He reads Homer in the original Greek at the age of four before moving onto Hebrew, Japanese, Old Norse and Inuit; studying advanced mathematical techniques (Fourier analysis and Laplace transformations), and, as the title hints, endlessly watching and analysing Akira Kurosawa's cinematic masterpiece
The Seven Samurai. But the one question that eludes an answer is that of the name of his father: Sibylla believes the Japanese film obliquely provides the male role models that Ludo's genetic father cannot supply, and refuses to be drawn on the question of paternal identity. The child thinks differently, however, and eventually sets out on a search for his lost father, a search which leads him beyond the certainties of acquired knowledge into the complex and messy world of adults.
The book draws on themes topical and perennial--the hothousing of children, the familiar literary trope of the quest for the (absent) father--and as such, the book divides itself into two halves: the first describes the education of Ludo, the second follows Ludo in his search for his father and father figures. The first stresses a sacred, Apollonian pursuit of logic, precise (if wayward) erudition and the erratic and endlessly fascinating architecture of languages, while the second moves this knowledge into the preterite world of emotion, human ambitions and their attendant frustrations and failures.
This is a book about the pleasure of ideas, of the rich varieties of human thought, the possibilities that life offers us and, ultimately, about the balance between the structures we make of the world and the irredeemable chaos that the world proffers in return. Stylistically, the novel mirrors this ambivalence: DeWitt's remarkable prose follows the shifts and breaks of human consciousness and memory, and captures the intrusions of unspoken thought that punctuate conversation, while providing tantalising disquisitions on, for example, Japanese grammar or the physics of aerodynamics. The Last Samurai is a remarkable, profound and often very funny book. "Arigato DeWitt-sensei"--and after reading this, you'll want to look it up too. --Burhan Tufail
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This is a tale of two childhoods, that of Sibylla's other, a phenomenal musician, and Sibylla's son, Ludo, a 'two-year-old workaholic', who teaches himself to read Dr Seuss by the end of one week, masters basic maths by the following year and is reading The Illiad in Greek not long after that. Sibylla herself is a single mum, an American living in London who employs her own good brain doing dead-end typing jobs to make ends meet; her passion for language sustains her, together with an ever playing video of Kurosawa's 'The Seventh Samurai' chosen because its masculine values will provide Ludo with a necessary role model. To say that this first novel is a tour de force is true - but whether it communicates its enthusiasms entertainingly to the reader is another matter. Some of the time, the mother-child relationship provides a strong enough context for the intellectual fireworks; sometimes the erudition seems rather arid, excessively demanding, as if Joyce had plunged into Finnegan's Wake without first educating his readership with Ulysses - a back-handed comment, to be sure, but a compliment, just the same. Joyce's central theme of a son seeking his father is certainly echoed in the pilgrimage young Ludo undertakes, doing detective work in his mother's private papers, determined to reveal the identity of the man she refuses to name. There are some hilarious and touching encounters between the prodigious child and notables such as Val Peters, polymath and writer, button holed by Ludo while his own family are out; or Nobel prizewinner Professor Sorabji, a 'Ronald Donat lookalike'; or 'a man in a black knitted hat and a faded black boiler suit', staked out at his won retrospective in the Whitechapel Art gallery. The narrative broadens out into rich descriptions of London; in seeking his father, Ludo discovers his city. (Kirkus UK)
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