The Translation of Dr Apelles: A Love Story (Hardcover)

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From Publishers Weekly

The intertwining of two love stories results in a strangely compelling take on matters of the heart in Treuer's third novel (after The Hiawatha). Dr. Apelles, a Native American who translates Native American texts, works as a book classifier for RECAP (Research Collections and Preservations), a "prison for books" located near an unnamed American city. While at the local public library, Dr. Apelles finds a manuscript that he begins translating. The story-within-a-story is of Bimaadiz and Eta, sole surviving infants of separate villages wiped out by a devastating winter. Discovered by different men from the same tribe, the children are adopted by their saviors, reared together as friends and eventually fall in love. Dr. Apelles, while translating the story, realizes his life is unfulfilling, so he begins a love affair with a fellow book classifier, Campaspe, that parallels Bimaadiz's and Eta's. Treuer obscures time and place in both storylines, and though neither the plots nor characters are remarkable, the author's beautiful prose—Flaubert in some places, Chekhov in others—grabs and holds attention so well that even the narrative contrivances and unlikely coincidences don't diminish the pleasurable reading experience. (Sept.)
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From The Washington Post

In the middle of one of the most gripping action sequences in the Aeneid, Virgil deliberately calls attention to the artificiality of the story he is telling. It occurs in Book II, in the account of the sack of Troy. Virgil first says the Trojan horse is made of fir; a hundred lines later, he says it's made of maple; next it turns to oak; and, still later, it's pine. Not only does the horse's protean essence function as a metaphor for the inherent deceptiveness of Greek gifts, it serves to remind us that we are hearing a tale told to the Carthaginians by one very interested participant -- Aeneas -- thus alerting us to the presence of more subtle fabrications.

Late in David Treuer's deeply crafty, shape-shifting third novel, The Translation of Dr Apelles, he echoes Virgil. Lest the many inconsistencies in his novel be mistaken for authorial sloppiness, he arranges for the climactic scene of one of his two interwoven narratives to occur under a council tree in the middle of an Indian village. That tree is first an oak; eight pages later, it's a beech; two pages after that, it's a basswood. This should give some idea of the sophisticated game Treuer is playing. The hidden theme of his novel is that fiction is all about games, lies and feints, about the heightened pleasure we can derive from a narrative when we recognize that it is artful. Further -- and this is what readers allergic to "postmodern" or "metafictional" writing fail to see -- this literary strategy, in the right hands, can movingly evoke the real world, in which people are able to communicate with each other, or, say, fall in love, only by crafting stories about themselves, by becoming the unreliable narrators of their own lives.

Dr Apelles is a 43-year-old Native American librarian and linguist, a bachelor living in an unnamed American city who in his spare time translates Native American texts. His discovery of an ancient manuscript in "a language no one save him speaks" catalyzes another discovery: He is frozen with loneliness and desperately needs to find someone to love. A possible candidate is Campaspe, a coworker at his library.

The story of Apelles's pursuit of Campaspe alternates with another story, set in the upper Midwest in what appears to be the 19th century. Two infant foundlings, Bimaadiz and Eta, rescued by a nearby tribe in separate incidents from Indian camps annihilated by a harsh winter, are raised in the same village and gradually fall in love. Their Edenically innocent passion -- their names subtly invoke Adam and Eve -- must resist the deceptions and temptations of a whole series of snakes. There's the false friend who secretly lusts after Eta, a floating brothel that kidnaps her, a white government official who desires Bimaadiz and plots to adopt him. These episodes and others serve as the serial ordeals that all questers after true grails must endure.

One naturally wonders: Is the story of Bimaadiz and Eta the "ancient manuscript" that Apelles is translating? If you're the kind of reader who would be bothered by an answer such as "yes and no," or even "that's not the right question," this novel probably isn't for you. Treuer's double narrative works like a pond in which two stones have been dropped; the two circles of expanding ripples meet, overlap and flow on. Calvino comes to mind. A good alternate title for this novel would be If on a Winter's Night a Translator.

Virgil, Calvino and Genesis are not the only substrata Treuer wants us to sense beneath the undulations of his American terrain. The vast library warehouse in which Apelles works recalls Borges, too. Apelles's name is not noticeably Native American (a trait he shares with his Ojibwe author); it's the name of a Greek painter of the 4th century B.C., whose model for his most famous work was a woman by the name of Campaspe (a hint about creator and created that should not be ignored). The spirit of V.S. Naipaul inhabits the empty, ordered apartment of this Indian exile. By subtitling his novel "a love story" instead of "a romance," Treuer avoids making his nod to A.S. Byatt's Possession too obvious. And the story of Bimaadiz and Eta is patterned after a Greek pastoral romance of the 3rd century A.D. that I'll leave it to the novel, late in the game, to name.

Yes, a game. And (for this reader) an enjoyable and exhilarating one. But Treuer's intent is serious. He seems to want to do for Native American culture and literature what James Joyce did for the Irish: haul it into the mainstream of Western culture through sheer nerve and verve. Certainly it's nervy of him to begin Apelles's story in a linguistic style that mimics his protagonist's paralysis. The sentences, in a literary equivalent of claymation, labor mightily to get Apelles out of his chair, across a room, down a flight of steps. As Apelles's emotional life takes wing, the language lightens with him until they both soar and ultimately (when, like Elijah, Apelles is "translated") ascend into the empyrean -- in this case via an elevator -- and evaporate. The effect is tender and lovely.

As for verve, the tale of Eta and Bimaadiz brims with it. To serve his purpose, Treuer needed to take an ancient and highly artificial form and invest it with such conviction and energy that comic or skeptical responses would simply fall away, leaving delight -- or perhaps a better word is love -- in the truth-making magic of storytelling.

Reader, he did it.

Reviewed by Brian Hall
Copyright 2006, The Washington Post. All Rights Reserved.

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Product Details

• Hardcover: 256 pages
• Publisher: Graywolf Press; First Edition. states and 1 in number line edition (August 22, 2006)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 1555974511
• ISBN-13: 978-1555974510
• Product Dimensions: 9 x 5.7 x 1.5 inches
• Shipping Weight: 1.5 pounds (View shipping rates and policies)
• Average Customer Review: 4.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (3 customer reviews)
• Amazon.com Sales Rank: #498,645 in Books (See Bestsellers in Books)

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6 of 7 people found the following review helpful:

3.0 out of 5 stars a double dose a dab too delightful, September 2, 2007

By	K. Bowman "Arrowboy" (Los Angeles, CA) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

Treuer's "Dr Apelles" is a powerful tour-de-force. The writer proves himself well-read and well-stocked with echoes from western literary tradition as well as Native American storytelling content and structures. The novel assembles all of the parts into a splendid love story--love of stories and storytelling, romantic love, and caustic love of self and of other. Brilliant as the writer proves himself I believe Treuer goes a bit too far. Clearly a reader's writer, the author overextends his hand with too much repetition. The doubling of character ideas, actions, gestures, and phrases are necessary to weave this complex tapestry through motifs and modalities. However, additional editing would have been helpful to move Teuer's brilliance forward. Lots of high notes in this novel, but more ideas through less words were needed.

6 of 8 people found the following review helpful:

4.0 out of 5 stars A great book for many audiences, January 9, 2007

By	Just a guy - See all my reviews

The Translation of Dr. Apelles is a great story for those interested in some good "beach reading" and a fantastic literary criticism of what Treuer calls "Native American Fiction" for those interested in the field of indigenous authors.

Treuer's style is highly readable yet very complex and symbolic at the same time. The book is full of allusions and referenes to past literary works (see Hall's review) but can be read simply for pleasure as well.

2 of 3 people found the following review helpful:

5.0 out of 5 stars beautiful moving story, April 5, 2008

By	James Owens (Minneapolis, Mn.) - See all my reviews (REAL NAME)

Treuer finds an enduring theme which translates across all cultures and nationalties-love. the love stories on both levels were moving and touching. I liked the contrast between the beautiful indian lovers from the translation Bimaadiz and Eta they are noble, and beautiful like lovers in a fairytale. Apelles is not very socially graceful and lives a lonely isolated life nothing like the brave warrior Bimaadiz. Campapse is beautiful, but is nothing like Eta. This novel does not work unless Treuer can move the readers to sympathize and feel for his characters and he achieves it beautifully.