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Luc Sante's memoir/history features the same elegant, faintly sardonic prose that distinguished his first book,
Low Life. Born in Belgium in 1954, transplanted to New Jersey at age 5, he intermingles evocative material about his familial and national past with glimpses of his American experiences. Sante's not one to bare his soul, but the cumulative effect of his impressionistic technique is revealing: when he describes the hallmarks of his natal land as "ambivalence, invisibility, secretiveness, self-doubt, passivity, irony, and derision," we infer that these traits also form the author's essence.
From Library Journal
Sante (Evidence, LJ 11/1/92) has won the Whiting and Guggenheim awards and contributes frequently to the New York Review of Books, New York magazine, and Slate. In his latest work, he has turned his interest in lost history on himself, his emigre family, and his native country of Belgium, especially the Walloon south. Thorough research informs Sante's prose, which is sometimes mind-numbingly top-heavy with facts. At other times, as when he recaptures his childhood first impressions of America, Sante is bitingly funny. And sometimes he is elegant and poignant; for example, when describing his childhood straddling of two languages, he says, "His coeur is where his feelings dwell, and his `heart' is a blood-pumping muscle." Recommended for large literary or special collections.?Mary Paumier Jones, Westminster P.L., Col.
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