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A review by bluereen
Frankenstein in Baghdad by Ahmed Saadawi
4.0
"There are no innocents who are completely innocent or criminals who are completely criminal."
The quote best sums up Saadawi's masterpiece. I had put off reading this book for a while because I wanted to read Shelley's Frankenstein first. It really helped because he draws from the original to create his own novel's 'monster,' the Whatsitsname. Similar to his predecessor, the monster can't be simply labeled as the bad guy: once again, readers find themselves questioning the innocence of the human race. What makes this novel special, though, is its setting. In the midst of the Iraq War, Saadawi provides a haunting account of how the US forces acted with impunity, thus leaving citizens with no choice but to fight for their survival. The novel emphasizes how the innocent are always caught in the crossfire.
The narrative is just as chaotic as the landscape—Saadawi delivers information in fragments—and readers, just like the monster, are tasked with picking up the pieces in order to make sense of it all. It is commendable how he shows the nature of the war from varying perspectives through his extensive cast—all coming from different walks of life. There is the poor junk dealer who creates the monster and unleashes chaos all around; an old woman waiting for her dead son to come home; a journalist dedicated to the truth yet falls prey to affluence, and an officer desperate to put the city at rest.
The monster, first intent on delivering divine justice, soon finds himself at a crossroads. Though he had sworn to avenge all the victims and only take the body parts of criminals, he later realizes that he can't help but become a murderer himself if he is to survive long enough to complete his mission. But then reality eventually hits: will all this ever end, though? In the end, no matter how innocent a person claims to be— in the face of death—self-preservation is the default action. As raised by the Magician, "who's to say how criminal someone is? ... each of us has a measure of criminality."
Definitely an eye-opening and powerful read.
The quote best sums up Saadawi's masterpiece. I had put off reading this book for a while because I wanted to read Shelley's Frankenstein first. It really helped because he draws from the original to create his own novel's 'monster,' the Whatsitsname. Similar to his predecessor, the monster can't be simply labeled as the bad guy: once again, readers find themselves questioning the innocence of the human race. What makes this novel special, though, is its setting. In the midst of the Iraq War, Saadawi provides a haunting account of how the US forces acted with impunity, thus leaving citizens with no choice but to fight for their survival. The novel emphasizes how the innocent are always caught in the crossfire.
The narrative is just as chaotic as the landscape—Saadawi delivers information in fragments—and readers, just like the monster, are tasked with picking up the pieces in order to make sense of it all. It is commendable how he shows the nature of the war from varying perspectives through his extensive cast—all coming from different walks of life. There is the poor junk dealer who creates the monster and unleashes chaos all around; an old woman waiting for her dead son to come home; a journalist dedicated to the truth yet falls prey to affluence, and an officer desperate to put the city at rest.
The monster, first intent on delivering divine justice, soon finds himself at a crossroads. Though he had sworn to avenge all the victims and only take the body parts of criminals, he later realizes that he can't help but become a murderer himself if he is to survive long enough to complete his mission. But then reality eventually hits: will all this ever end, though? In the end, no matter how innocent a person claims to be— in the face of death—self-preservation is the default action. As raised by the Magician, "who's to say how criminal someone is? ... each of us has a measure of criminality."
Definitely an eye-opening and powerful read.