Czech mate
The Guardian published an extract of Milan Kundera’s new novel, Ignorance, at the weekend. Kundera has one of the most distinctive authorial voices around - it always seems as if he’s talking direct to the reader in a kindly tone about the absurdity and wonder of life, remaining sympathetic to his characters even in their darkest moments. There’s a real tenderness to his prose which is difficult to find elsewhere. (At least, I can’t think of anyone else off the top of my head, apart from maybe Gabriel Garcia Marquez). It was something of a shock when I realised the last time I read Kundera was over 10 years ago - I repeatedly tried and failed to get through Immortality during my first year at University, having devoured everything else he’d written during my otherwise misspent youth. I’ll think I’ll enjoy going back to see if I still find his writing as funny and moving as I did then. Hope so.
Other SpikeMagazine.com posts of interest:
- Worst reads
- Reading in 2007 - Tenuous Intent
- Big Hanz For Franz
- Behind Victoria’s back
- Strange Attractor Rapid Eye
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