A novel of many layers – without something in the middle

"A novel of many layers – without something in the middle"

"Siri Hustvedts ”Memories of the future” fathoms too much"

"American norskättade Siri Hustvedts novels and essays have often revolved around visual arts, not least his breakthrough novel, What I loved, which was full of descriptions of the works and the manufacturing methods. A literary search of creativity, at least I thought was a little stiff, custom."

"the New novel, Memories of the future weaves also into art, in the form of an intermittently recurring discussion of an epoch-making readymade, the urinal titled The Fountain and signed R Mutt, previously attributed to Marçel Duchamp."

"In recent years it has become increasingly certain that he simply stole it from the dadaist, poet and artist Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven (1874-1927). The sections on this unique, ”the Baroness”, is interesting and sometimes I wish that the novel had been an essay instead."

"For the story fathoms infinitely more. Maybe too much."

"the comprehensive Summary, is the contemporary author's grubbing in the old possessions, and conversations with the ageing of the mother. The major part of the story is so located where the memories are wearing: the author as a puppy, just ankommen to New York from a little town in Minnesota. "

"as far As is true with Hustvedts own background, but what is true and not is not really that interesting. The puppy struggling in his small apartment, trying to write and study, expands slowly, his social life and describes a kulturvärld in the cool new yorkska the 1970s."

"Infiltration includes both the lost and found diary entries and a romanfragment from their youth. How one can remember? And how to interpret about? Memory is fragile, and fraudulent. Not only old mother has lost the time, even the author groping. Diary, is it really true?"

"Interwoven is also a story of a neighbor who is heard to speak for itself through the thin wall. The fragments creates in the young author in spe a need to fill in and interpret, at the same time as she is also trying to interpret their own behavior and their own memories."

"It's a little lökformig text, this Memories of the future. Layer after layer the uncovered, but in the middle is nothing special. And time threatens to loop, just like the title suggests."

"Sometimes there is a sadness, and events in which life time would be crucial, are described. They are there to be studied, which makes the novel as well as bend inwards, interprets itself until there really is something related to the outside. Maybe it is the point of it interspersed, rather soporific, romanfragmentet: to show that there may be something that is not perfect, elaborate."

"" Memories of the future"

"Trans. Dorothee Sporrong"