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Tranquility is a living seismograph of the internal quakes and ruptures of a mother and son trapped within an Oedipal nightmare amidst the suffocating totalitarian embrace of Communist Hungary. Andor Weér, a thirty-six-year-old writer, lives in a crampedapartment with his shut-in mother, Rebeka, who was once among the most celebrated stage actresses in Budapest. Unable to withstand her maniacal tyranny but afraid to leave her alone, their bitter interdependence spirals into a Sartrian hell of hatred,lies, and appeasement. Then Andor meets the beautiful and nurturing Eszter, a woman who seems to have no past, and they fall wildly in love at first sight. With a fulfilling life seemingly within reach for the first time, Andor decides that he is readyto bring Eszter home to meet Mother. Though Bartis's characters are unrepentantly neurotic and dressed in the blackest humor, his empathy for them is profound. A political farce of the highest ironic order, concluding that freedom is a conditionunsuitable for humans, Tranquility is ultimately, at its splanchnic core, a complex psychodrama turned inside out, revealing with visceral splendor the grotesque notion that there's nothing funnier than unhappiness.

'Baron Wenkcheim's Homecoming is a fitting capstone to Krasznahorkai's tetralogy, one of the supreme achievements of contemporary literature. Now seems as good a time as any to name him among our greatest living novelists.' Paris ReviewHailed internationally as perhaps the most important novel of the young twenty-first century, Baron Wenckheim's Homecoming is the culmination of Laszlo Krasznahorkai's remarkable and singular career.Nearing the end of his life, Baron Bela Wenckheim decides to return to the provincial Hungarian town of his birth. Having escaped from his many casino debts in Buenos Aires, where he was living in exile, he wishes to be reunited with his high-schoolsweetheart Marika. What follows is an endless storm of gossip, con men and local politicians, vividly evoking the small town's alternately drab and absurd existence. Spectacular actions are staged, death and the abyss loom, until finally doom is broughtdown on the unsuspecting residents of the town.'I've said a thousand times that I always wanted to write just one book. Now, with this novel, I can prove that I really wrote just one book in my life. This is the book - Satantango, Melancholy, War & War, and Baron. This is my one book.' LaszloKrasnahorkai

Situé en 1949 a Naples, ou Marai passa quelques années avant d'émigrer aux Etats-Unis, ce roman, largement autobiographique, brosse un tableau plein de vie et d'humour du petit peuple du Pausilippe. Comme égaré dans ce quartier haut en couleurs, deuxombres : un couple d'étrangers discrets, jamais nommés autrement que ® l'homme ¯ et ® la femme ¯. Viennent-ils d'Amérique, d'Angleterre, de Pologne, nul ne sait. Un jour, l'étranger est retrouvé mort au pied d'une falaise.A travers l'enquete du vice-questeur et les récits de ceux qui c“toyaient le disparu (sa femme, un franciscain, un agent de police), se dégage un portrait complexe et paradoxal de ce réfugié au statut instable et fragile, qui jouait, sans le vouloir, ler“le d'un messie dans cette ville ou, chaque année, le sang de San Gennaro (Saint Janvier) se liquéfie miraculeusement.Récit de l'exil et du déracinement, ce roman désenchanté confirme l'immense et douloureux talent de l'auteur des Braises.

Barcode, Krisztina Toth's first substantial work in prose after four volumes of remarkable verse, consists of fifteen beautifully written and highly sensual short stories. Each story, apart from one, is told with poetic intensity and intimacy from ayoung, unnamed female narrator's point of view. Whether about childhood acquaintances, school camps and trips, or love and deceit in love, they are all are set against the backdrop of Hungary's socialist era in its declining years. What sets this bookapart, however, is another level in the work as a whole: the stories are carefully strung, like jewels in a necklace, along metaphorical 'lines', as in the title of the collection and the subtitle of the pieces, which nearly all include the word for'line, bar'. The losses, disappointments, and tragedies great and small recounted here offer nuanced 'mirrorings' of the female soul and linger long in the memory.

An English translation of a Hungarian book published in 1989. The Philosophy of Wine is an apology for the rare, solemn instants of life, of ease, of play, and self-forgetting serentiy.

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