Book review: Maria Sveland mastered not romanformen

the A couple vacations on an island in Kattegat with his five months old daughter. In general, they have not much more in common than a dying desire; they have different class background, they share neither the interests, experience or taste, your vacation starts is not good and it only gets worse while the days go by.

Maria Svelands new roman ”Gråleken” begins with two epigraphs from the Strindberg's ”Miss Julie” – here that there is the physical burden on women which is at stake, in other leads the association to Strindberg, way wrong. Sveland not only plays in a completely different division, she writes a different kind of text: elements of grammar barely disguised as a novel. Here, the arbetarklasspojken with underlägsenhetskänslor medelklassflickan with a good job and all the right bildningsattributen. But he is a man, and sovereign, even in his self-pity, while she klafsar around in a puddle of tears, breast milk and too much wine. Sveland has perchance an important subject, but she leaves too little to chance and the reader, övertydligheten kills the corporation.

book review: Maria Svelands ”Bitterfittan 2”

on a different timetable, both the protagonists think back on the scenes from childhood and from their short life before they now ended up on the isolated island. Sveland is keen to give them a background that explains why they feel so poorly with each other and she fills in with all sorts of konfliktanledningar, wine or beer, meat or vegetarian, onions or tomato in the omelet, her mother's infiniteness, his father's silences, movies she but not he had seen and, of course, money.

everyone knows Everyone on the island, but the couple feeling no, and when the young woman gets to hear ghost stories about the missing girls, she starts to see in syne, and believe themselves to be observed. If it is the wine or the reality that intrudes remains unclear, this adds many tracks that quickly ends in nothing. Instead, it is the dialogue that drives the story forward, but the replicas are as taken from a lifestyle magazine, full of flat comments on interior decoration, kitchen utensils, drinking and samlevnadsproblem, the body's longing and decay, male frustration and female adaptation. Everything is going to feel again, no surprise. The language slips easily and motståndslöst as a knob of butter in a hot frying pan, suddenly she melted away.

Scenrecension: ”People” by Maria Sveland at Örebro länsteater

enough important things to say about women's and men's disappointment when they wake up one gray morning and find themselves to be middle-aged, middle-class, but then she must find a form that offers resistance against vaneseendet. Romanformen mastered she wouldn't.