{"id":53033,"date":"2013-05-24T12:19:15","date_gmt":"2013-05-24T16:19:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=53033"},"modified":"2013-05-24T14:45:35","modified_gmt":"2013-05-24T18:45:35","slug":"what-were-loving-boar-hearts-panic-and-shirley-jackson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2013\/05\/24\/what-were-loving-boar-hearts-panic-and-shirley-jackson\/","title":{"rendered":"What We\u2019re Loving: Boar Hearts, Panic, and Shirley Jackson"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_53039\" style=\"width: 610px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/LN_1132Kalispell_900.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-53039\" class=\"size-full wp-image-53039\" alt=\"  Laurel Nakadate, Kalispell, Montana #1, 2013\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/LN_1132Kalispell_900.jpg\" width=\"600\" height=\"400\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/LN_1132Kalispell_900.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/LN_1132Kalispell_900-300x200.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-53039\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Laurel Nakadate, <em>Kalispell, Montana #1<\/em>, 2013.<\/p><\/div>\n<p>I stayed up much too late finishing Shirley Jackson&#8217;s newly reissued <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/0143107046\/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&#038;camp=1789&#038;creative=9325&#038;creativeASIN=0143107046&#038;linkCode=as2&#038;tag=theparrev0f-20\" target=\"_blank\"><em>Hangsaman<\/em><\/a>\u2014and then was so spooked it took me another two hours and a warm milk to finally fall asleep. The novel, loosely based on the unsolved 1947 disappearance of Bennington College student Paula Jean Welden, is as scary as <em>The Haunting of Hill House<\/em>, as chilling as \u201cThe Lottery,\u201d and as weird as <em>We Have Always Lived in the Castle<\/em>. (And that\u2019s saying something!) Perfect reading for a gloomy weekend, if not a work night. <strong>\u2014Sadie Stein<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>\u201cHead shot for boar! Open him up! There\u2019s no taste like live boar-heart while it\u2019s still beating in your hand!\u201d Thus Hermann G\u00f6ring in <em>The Hunters of Karinhall<\/em>, a movie script by Terry Southern. The script was never produced, oddly enough\u2014but it is newly excerpted in <a href=\"http:\/\/www.magcloud.com\/browse\/issue\/536488\" target=\"_blank\"><em>Hot Heart of Boar &amp; Other Tastes<\/em><\/a>, a little chapbook of Southern snippets and outtakes and put-ons that had me laughing before my second cup of coffee. <strong>\u2014Lorin Stein<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Thanks to the location of our new digs, I can go gallery-hopping anytime. And no sooner am I freed from the confines of Summer-issue production then <a href=\"http:\/\/www.tonkonow.com\/index.html\" target=\"_blank\">a show of new work <\/a> by Laurel Nakadate opens a few blocks away. The costar of our <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/art-photography\/6096\/curated-by-marilyn-minter-laurel-nakadate-and-mika-rottenberg\">Summer 2011 portfolio<\/a>, Nakadate has produced twenty large color photographs of strangers and distant relations (discovered through DNA testing), all of whom she invited to meet her in remote corners of the United States and Europe\u2014at night. The results are, like the rest of Nakadate\u2019s work, startling and stunning. Lit only by a spotlight, the moon, and the stars, her subjects manage to convey something of themselves while also displaying eccentricities that seem to unite them.<strong> &mdash;Nicole Rudick<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Every morning when I wake up, I experience a brief moment of panic. What is this bed I&#8217;m sleeping on in this foreign room? Whose body is brushing up against mine? Then, my eyes start to focus on the world around me&mdash;the picture frames on the wall, the quilt covering my feet, the scent of my fianc\u00e9e&#8217;s perfume. Ivan Vladislavi\u0107&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/www.indiebound.org\/book\/9780956509284?aff=theparisreview\" target=\"_blank\"><em>A Labour of Moles<\/em><\/a> begins very similarly. &#8220;If I was dreaming, the scene could change&mdash;but no, everything was exactly as it had been before.&#8221; However, in the narrator&#8217;s case, reality is as strange as\u2014even stranger than\u2014than a dream. Vladislavi\u0107&#8217;s strength lies in translating a place, one that is as recognizable as anything in our everyday lives but that reveals truths that have been standing in front of us the whole time. &#8220;I&#8217;ve spent all my time trying to figure out where I am,&#8221; the narrator realizes near the end, &#8220;when I should be trying to find out what I stand for.&#8221; <strong>\u2014Justin Alvarez<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m reading Emily Hahn\u2019s\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/0773539042\/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&#038;camp=1789&#038;creative=9325&#038;creativeASIN=0773539042&#038;linkCode=as2&#038;tag=theparrev0f-20\" target=\"_blank\"><em>Congo Solo<\/em><\/a>, an account of Hahn&#8217;s eight-month stay in the Ituri rainforest in 1931. Hahn travelled extensively during her lifetime\u2014including trips across 1920s America dressed as a boy, and a multiple-year sojourn in China during which she picked up an opium habit. She wrote about her travels in more than two hundred articles for\u00a0<i>The New Yorker<\/i>\u00a0and fifty-four books spanning subjects as diverse as\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/0690005075\/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&#038;camp=1789&#038;creative=9325&#038;creativeASIN=0690005075&#038;linkCode=as2&#038;tag=theparrev0f-20\" target=\"_blank\">feminism<\/a>,\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/0809400359\/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&#038;camp=1789&#038;creative=9325&#038;creativeASIN=0809400359&#038;linkCode=as2&#038;tag=theparrev0f-20\" target=\"_blank\">Chinese cooking<\/a>, and <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/1555841724\/ref=as_li_tf_tl?ie=UTF8&#038;camp=1789&#038;creative=9325&#038;creativeASIN=1555841724&#038;linkCode=as2&#038;tag=theparrev0f-20\" target=\"_blank\">the relationship between women and apes<\/a>.<strong> &mdash;Brenna Scheving<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Two translations stand out in the new issue of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thewhitereview.org\/\" target=\"_blank\"><i>The White Review<\/i><\/a>: Yves Bonnefoy\u2019s poem cycle \u201cThe Present Hour,\u201d translated by Beverley Bie Brahic, and an excerpt from Edouard Lev\u00e9\u2019s <i>Oeuvre<\/i>, translated by Jan Steyn. Bonnefoy is generally regarded as France\u2019s great living poet, and he has attracted plenty of strong translators over the years, but his limpidity is hard to get across in English. Lines like these are so easy to screw up: \u201cThose who loved him \/ Soon saw only a bright remains \/ Of colour, his red, under this sky &#8230;\u201d (<em>Ceux qui l\u2019aimaient \/N&#8217;aper\u00e7urent bient\u00f4t qu&#8217;un reste clair \/ De sa couleur, un rouge, sous le ciel &#8230;<\/em>). With Brahic the English comes out clean. As for Lev\u00e9, he is someone I&#8217;ve tried to translate, but to my ear Steyn does a better job of capturing his funny quiet music (as in this description of a notional art work: \u201cA house designed by a three-year old is built\u201d). 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