“The Apartment," in the Aug. 31, 2015 issue of The
New Yorker, is a powerful story of quiet desperation, set in Sweden, a
country more “buttoned up” than America, author Jensen Beach says in one of the
magazine’s regular author interviews.
Louise,
married with a grown child and seemingly leading a comfortable middle-class
life, is actually a hollowed-out alcoholic who hates her husband, her son and
presumably just about everyone else. In the background, is the road not taken –
an affair with an Iranian graduate student when she was at university. Instead
of pursuing that, she opted for a conventional marriage with another Swede.
“She’d
always been at ease with the idea of being the mother of a child who was like
everyone else. It was a relief to exist so close to the middle. There were so
many fewer risks.”
Or
were there?
Louise
is reminded of the past affair when a new neighbor with a last name similar to
that of her former lover moves into a problematic apartment in the same
complex, but across a courtyard. An elderly woman who had lived there had died,
unnoticed even by her children who lived elsewhere, and her corpse hadn’t been
discovered until its stench eventually permeated other areas of the building.
Like the woman who died, Louise is outwardly integrated into society, but
actually totally alone. She goes through the motions of an adjusted life,
having lunch with her son and making a note to reimburse his bank account when
he insists on paying, but her thoughts are elsewhere.
Unwilling
or unable to try something new, she has taken to drinking.
Although
a compelling read, the story is incomplete, particularly with respect to Louise’s
husband and how he reacts and relates to his wife. In the interview, Beach explains
that “The Apartment” is actually part
of a collection of inter-related stories to be published next year under the
title “Swallowed by the Cold” and readers will learn more about Martin – Louise’s
husband -- there. One also will learn more about how Louise’s drinking came
about.
”One
of the reasons I so enjoy fiction is that, like life, it’s so morally
ambiguous. There are bad characters capable of all sorts of bad actions in
history and novels alike, to be sure, but for the most part I’d argue that the
best characters, like most real people, elicit both sympathy and judgment.
Neither Louise nor Martin has been honest with the other, or with themselves,
about who they are or about what they differently wanted out of life. To me
that’s really sad. And that sadness struck me as an interesting one to explore.” So said Beach in the interview.
Readers of "The Apartment" may also want to take a look at the Aug. 27 New York Times Modern Love feature entitled "No One to Rescue Me From My Drinking."
Readers of "The Apartment" may also want to take a look at the Aug. 27 New York Times Modern Love feature entitled "No One to Rescue Me From My Drinking."
No comments:
Post a Comment