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3.0 out of 5 stars
It Gives Us a Cockroach's View of the World, 24 Oct 2009
"Cockroach," is the second novel from Rawi Hage, a 1992 Lebanese immigrant who now lives in the frozen, francophone wastes of Montreal, Canada. His first novel, De Niro's Game, won numerous awards, including the International IMPAC Dublin Literary Award. "Cockroach" looks likely to win some awards itself; it's been lauded by reviewers in some of the most prestigious journals of the land; though it hasn't been nearly so universally praised by Amazon reviewers. I guess it is more likely to achieve what the French would call a success "d'estime, (of esteem, i.e., of the critics)" than "fou (mad)."
The book which, it appears, might be semi-autobiographical, as they say, concerns an unnamed, unreliable, unskilled and unlikeable narrator who has emigrated from Lebanon, fleeing the violence there, and immigrated to Montreal, about which city's legendarily cold winter he complains endlessly. He lives buried deep within that city's midEastern immigrant community, collects welfare while washing dishes off the books, and doing the odd spot of thievery. He is apparently under the influence of Franz Kafka's famous novelThe Metamorphosis , in which the protagonist, Gregor Samsa, awakens one morning turned into a giant cockroach. (Our narrator's sister used to call him a cockroach back in their childhood games in Lebanon.) And, in the current day, our narrator has many cockroaches in his squalid apartment; thinks a lot about them, kills them with the sole of his slipper, and occasionally imagines himself in conversation with, or turning into, one of them. Only cockroaches, the Jehovah's Witnesses have explained to him, will survive the end of the world as we know it.
Well, it's certainly a shocking, dark novel, with all the creepy, hallucinatory intensity of a bad dream. Although, mind you, it is shot through with a suitably dark, sometimes playful, sometimes poetic, humor. Its language is unapologetically raw; it gives us a worm's -- or cockroach's-- eye view of the world, and it delves into downright disgusting - or, as the French would say, "degoutant" material at times. There's no question but that Hage is a skilled and flexible writer, who delivers his most unpleasant material with immediacy; but be warned, he never uses one word when fifteen will do.
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2 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Pretentiousness masquerading as an immigrant experience, 20 Oct 2009
To compare this to Kafka is like comparing the launch of a satellite rocket to a cheap firework! Many attempts of critics to find symbolism in this disjointed and immature depiction of relationships between a self-loathing asylum seeker and other recent immigrants is an amusing case of "The Emperor's New Clothes". Not one member of our book discussion group found anything to recommend it. Do not let this book intrude on your life.
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2 of 6 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
Get Rentokill in, 8 Sep 2009
Gave up after 25 pages. Characters, dialogue and plot etc not remotely credible. Pretentious rubbish. It won awards in Quebec. Books are in limited supply out there apparently.
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