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Slate.com Table of Contents family Embarrassing Obama Kids fighting words Advanced Search McCain's Shameful Slur art foreigners Joan Miró's Wild Decade The Obama Advantage books foreigners Slouching Towards Santa Teresa The Surprising Absence of an October Surprise chatterbox foreigners The Uncabinet Learning From Experience chatterbox foreigners Why Don't War Heroes Win? Voter Beware corrections history lesson Corrections McCain Ran the Sleaziest Campaign in History? culture gabfest hot document The Culture Gabfest, Wow Edition Mormons for Traditional Marriage! day to day hot document Great Expectations Where To Dump the Kids dear prudence human nature Sex Is a Sore Subject Call Off Your Drones dialogues jurisprudence The Conservative Crackup Left at the Altar dispatches low concept There's No Place Like Home Election Day's Nine Worst Press Releases dispatches map the candidates The Undecided Amish The End election scorecard medical examiner Presidential Race High Expectations election scorecard moneybox Pennsylvania Shifts The Fierce Urgency of Now explainer moneybox What Happens to All the Ballots From Election Day? Sept. 24, 2008 explainer movies The Presidential Transition FAQ Role Models explainer movies Is Free Coffee Against the Law? Jean-Claude Van Damme Made Me Cry explainer music box Voting From the Hospital Ladies! I Can't Hear You! No, Really, I Can't Hear You! faith-based other magazines Does Religion Make You Nice? To the Left, to the Left Copyright 2007 Washingtonpost.Newsweek Interactive Co. LLC 1/101 other magazines readme Barack's To-Do List McCain's Last Mistake poem recycled "Upon Hearing a 2-Year-Old's First Attempts at an Elvis Impression, I John Leonard, RIP Recall the Difficulties of Her Birth" recycled politics Dead by Inauguration Day Welcome to Washington recycled politics Michael Crichton, RIP Obama's Muscle recycled politics Can a Dead Woman Vote? Rogue No More recycled politics Highlights From Slate's Political Coverage Props to Obama slate v politics The Campaign's Last Week in Two Minutes Yes, He Did slate v politics Wolf Blitzer, Meet Princess Leia Class Act slate v politics Update: Life Imitates The West Wing Rebuilding the McCain Brand slate v politics Dear Prudence: Cat Lady Mother-in-Law Now What? sports nut politics Bowling for Dollars At a Loss for Words for Loss? supreme court dispatches politics Shit Doesn't Happen Fired Up and Ready to Go supreme court dispatches politics Label Conscious If McCain Loses, It's Not My Fault technology politics No More Palin, No More Polls Slate's Election Day Tipsheet television politics Yes, We Can Be Serious Barbie '08 television politics Watching the Election Track the Presidential Polls on Your iPhone the big idea politics Spread It Around If Obama Loses, Who Gets Blamed? the dismal science press box What's In It for Me? Rahm Emanuel, Press Tamer the green lantern press box The Great Coffee Debate Wolf Blitzer Is "Watching Very Closely" the undercover economist press box Money on the Brain The Coming Obama-Press War Copyright 2007 Washingtonpost.Newsweek Interactive Co. LLC 2/101 By Adam Kirsch this just in Monday, November 3, 2008, at 6:15 AM ET Where Should the Polls Stay Open? today's business press Attention Shoppers: Christmas in Jeopardy According to Proust, one proof that we are reading a major new writer is that his writing immediately strikes us as ugly. Only today's papers minor writers write beautifully, since they simply reflect back to Someone's Lying us our preconceived notion of what beauty is; we have no problem understanding what they are up to, since we have seen today's papers it many times before. When a writer is truly original, his failure The Shape of Things To Come to be conventionally beautiful makes us see him, initially, as shapeless, awkward, or perverse. Only once we have learned today's papers how to read him do we realize that this ugliness is really a new, Obama Country totally unexpected kind of beauty and that what seemed wrong in his writing is exactly what makes him great. today's papers Waiting For Tonight By this standard, there is no doubt that Roberto Bolaño is a great today's papers writer. 2666, the enormous novel he had almost completed when The Final Countdown he died at 50 in 2003, has the confident strangeness of a masterpiece: In almost every particular, it fails, or refuses, to today's papers conform to our expectations of what a novel should be. For one Almost There thing, though it is being published as a single work (in a Bible- sized single-volume edition and as a three-paperback set), 2666 today's papers Full-Court Press is made up of five sections that are so independent Bolaño originally planned to release them as separate books. These parts twitterbox relate to one another, not as installments or sequels but, rather, Race Is Over. Biden Can Start Talking Again! Everyone Duck. as five planets orbiting the same sun. With their very different stories and settings, they seem to describe a single plummeting war stories arc—the trajectory of a universe on the verge of apocalypse. A Foreign-Policy Repair Manual It is a shame for a reviewer to have to reveal even the outlines of these stories: The best way to experience 2666 is without warning, as in a dream in which you find yourself on a road that could lead absolutely anywhere. Like many such dreams, or Advanced Search nightmares, the first section of the novel, "The Part About the Friday, October 19, 2001, at 6:39 PM ET Critics," starts quite undramatically, as Bolaño introduces us to four literary scholars from different European countries who are all interested in the work of an obscure German novelist named Benno von Archimboldi. Bolaño follows the evolving romantic art intrigues among the scholars—three men and a woman—and gives hints about the strange career of Archimboldi, who has Joan Miró's Wild Decade th How he assassinated painting again and again. lived through the 20 century as an almost complete recluse. By Christopher Benfey Suddenly, improbably, the critics learn that Archimboldi has Wednesday, November 5, 2008, at 4:53 PM ET been spotted in northern Mexico, and three of them go to the border city of Santa Teresa to look for him. Click here to read a slide-show essay on Joan Miró. From then on, Santa Teresa becomes the novel's center of gravity. When the first part of 2666 ends, the critics vanish from its pages, never to return. Instead, Bolaño devotes the second section, "The Part About Amalfitano," to a virtuosic character study of a Mexican professor who is slowly going mad. Amalfitano had appeared briefly in the previous section as one books of the European critics' guides to Santa Teresa, but nothing about Slouching Towards Santa Teresa the character suggested that Bolaño would devote so much Roberto Bolaño's utterly strange masterpiece. attention to him. Likewise, in the third section, Amalfitano Copyright 2007 Washingtonpost.Newsweek Interactive Co. LLC 3/101 leaves the stage for good, and we are introduced instead to Oscar World are used to experiencing it only as CSI-style Fate, a black American journalist who comes to Santa Teresa to entertainment. cover a boxing match and happens to meet the mad professor's daughter. At the same time, Bolaño manages to suggest that the violence in Santa Teresa is something much more than a local crime Finally, with the fourth section, "The Part About the Crimes," wave. One of the characters who looms into individuality, out of Bolaño starts to make clear why all of his disparate plots have the anonymous crowd of the dead, is Klaus Haas, a German- converged on this ugly, ramshackle, provincial city. The rumors born American citizen who is imprisoned by the Mexican police about 2666 that have filtered through to the English-speaking as a scapegoat for the murders. He may or may not have killed a world, in the years since it was published in Spanish to wild woman—Bolaño never lets us know for sure—but he is certainly acclaim, often described it as being "about" the real-life not "the Santa Teresa killer," if only because the murders epidemic of murders of women in Ciudad Juárez. While this is a continue after he is arrested. Yet when Sergio Gonzales, a great oversimplification, it is true that the fourth section of 2666 journalist reporting on his case, calls Haas in jail, Bolaño writes is an almost journalistic account of that long-running crime that over the phone line he "heard the sound of the desert and wave. Bolaño rebaptizes Juárez as Santa Teresa and moves the something like the tread of an animal." It is an understated but city from the El Paso, Texas, border to the Tucson, Ariz., border, clear allusion to Yeats' "The Second Coming," where the poet but the underlying facts are the same. Since 1993, hundreds of sees "somewhere in sands of the desert/ A shape with lion body women have disappeared, sometimes to resurface as horribly and the head of a man," and asks, "what rough beast, its hour violated corpses, sometimes without a trace, and the police seem come round at last,/ Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?" unable or unwilling to do anything about it. In this indirect fashion, Bolaño hints that Haas is, if not an anti- What makes Bolaño's narration of these crimes so characteristic, Christ, at least a sign of the times: a beast whose advent signals and transforms it from pulpy true-crime writing to something some cosmic realignment.