Mário de Andrade (E. A. Goodland, trans), Macunaíma
A beautiful Brazilian modernist novel in an incredibly well-achieved translation into English. This books exudes fantasy, colours, smells (and ants), without ever losing the sense of being part of a universal cultural history. The perfect antidote to the essentialism of magical realism.
Don DeLillo, White Noise
Funny and piercing critique of the senselessness of academic life, the senselessness of life. A professor of Hitler Studies tries not to think about his own death by thinking about his wife’s own thoughts about death. Supermarkets abound. It might explain Donald Trump.
Joanna Walsh, Vertigo
At times haunting, at times sensuous, always elegantly written and precise to the point of exasperation — a prose that doesn’t narrate but performs. Short stories, we need more short stories, British literature needs short stories: luckily they have Walsh. The final story gave me a panic attack.
Doris Lessing, The Good Terrorist
A novel about a cultish leftist group of idiots trying not to be a cultish leftist group of idiots but being a cultish leftist group of idiots. An acute reminder that one of the reasons we are losing is that we can’t shake off cultish leftist groups of idiots.
Adolfo Bioy Casares, La invención de Morel
I come back to this book as a lover comes back to his or her first love. The main difference is that this book never disappoints me. Science fiction how it should be done. Includes a plot twist that will catch everyone unaware.
Fernando Sdrigotti is a contributing editor at 3:AM Magazine.
First posted: Friday, December 16th, 2016.