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A review by medievaljuliana
Fox by Dubravka Ugrešić
I'm not sure who decided to label this a "novel," to be honest. There's definitely a common thread, but it remains quite elusive (one could say fox-like?) beyond the I-narrator who seems to be the same throughout the whole volume. Even the titular fox becomes more assumed than present most of the time, unless you consider all main character-topics of each chapter to be a fox-like figure in the Isaiah Berlin sense (which Ugresic herself brings to the text).
All of the chapters feel a little dream-like, in part because of the fragmentary take on the narrative, but also because of how real places become undefined, almost fuzzy around the edges. I guess I would see this as a series of fictionalized memoirs? essay-like fictions?
Despite this categorization difficulty, or perhaps because of it, I recommend it for anyone interested in story-telling and migration (voluntary and forced), and how time and place move through us.
And it got me curious to read more of her work, which is always a plus.
All of the chapters feel a little dream-like, in part because of the fragmentary take on the narrative, but also because of how real places become undefined, almost fuzzy around the edges. I guess I would see this as a series of fictionalized memoirs? essay-like fictions?
Despite this categorization difficulty, or perhaps because of it, I recommend it for anyone interested in story-telling and migration (voluntary and forced), and how time and place move through us.
And it got me curious to read more of her work, which is always a plus.