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A Quirky Tale of Individuation, March 6, 2006
Frances Johnson is stuck: in a passionless relationship with her longtime suitor, Ray; in the small town, Munson, where residents eat hard crackers for every meal; at the edges of her own self which Frances, at age 38, characterizes as neither woman nor girl. Most of all, Frances Johnson is stuck beneath the oppressive infantalizing of a blaring mother who criticizes Frances' wardrobe and relationships with equal verve. This is a simultaneously poignant, hilarious and heart-wrenching tale of individuation with all the sparse, existential humor of Beckett, the off-beat metaphorical imagery of Kafka, and the poetic, textured syntax of Duras. Once again, Stacey Levine shines as one of contemporary fiction's most gifted voices.
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modern-day fable, January 10, 2011
This review is from: Frances Johnson (Paperback)
the most unusual, original novel i read this year. brilliantly weird and funny. a kind of modern-day fable. every sentence sneaks open the strangeness of reality. makes most writing seem dull and safe. but it's not unapproachably avant-garde. it's ve...morethe most unusual, original novel i read this year. brilliantly weird and funny. a kind of modern-day fable. every sentence sneaks open the strangeness of reality. makes most writing seem dull and safe. but it's not unapproachably avant-garde. it's very earthy and droll.
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An original, hilarious vision, April 16, 2006
Frances Johnson is a deeply funny, haunting book that obsessed me during the weeks I read it. Stacey Levine's prose is simple, but it leads you in directions you never expect. Like her first novel, Dra__, Frances Johnson seems in a submerged way to be about sexuality, and also identity, individuality, stuntedness, the endless circularity of human feelings. Levine sets her story in a drab landscape and renders it in prose that is often laugh-out-loud funny. Echoes of Kafka's bleak yet empathetic vision are frequent, as are moments of Jane Bowles and possibly Carson McCullers.
Levine sets her novel in Munson, a fictional Florida town where conformity is a mania-the only mania. There is virtually no other energy on hand. So while Frances lives in semi-contented mutual lassitude with boyfriend Ray, she is repeatedly urged by other characters to find someone better, specifically the almost camp figure of Mark Carol, a Hollywood-style doctor bachelor who arrives in town just in time for the biggest event of the year - the town dance. Even Ray urges Frances toward Mark Carol: "Frances ... everyone in town wants you to begin your life in earnest; we both know it's true!"
Levine keeps asking, in the book, `Where will Frances Johnson end up?' We watch Frances crash around in darkness, fall asleep, run from one person to another for advice - do anything but move purposefully forward. Will she sense her real desires, and will she be able to do anything about them? That's the question the book daringly poses - after all, it's a question that confronts all of us - while the story seems to putt around in weird, obscured landscapes getting basically nowhere. I admire the way Levine writes about something real and articulable without articulating it - instead, her narrative emulates the groping that is really done to reach it. Brilliant.
As with Dra__, Levine's vision in this novel gestures toward a larger condition. The conformity that spreads throughout the story like a smothering blanket is emblematic of the torpor of current American culture. To me, this is the most brilliant aspect of a book full of unusual and witty surprises. Like a dream that never ends, the novel continually returns to the image of Frances on her bicycle, peering through fog, trying to reach someone who will provide some clarity. Often, Frances is trying to get to Nancy, an older woman whose conversations with Frances sound like therapy sessions. Nancy's attention enthralls Frances; she wishes at one point she could never leave the older woman's presence. But at another point Nancy makes it clear she has needs of her own, and it rattles the perfection of their relationship. Throughout the novel, the simple act of being with another human is rife with trouble - far from an unfamiliar theme, but rendered by Levine with highly original strokes.
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