Man awakens to find out he has turned into an insect. And the Double Jeopardy question is, "What is Kafka's The Metamorphosis?" Well, what other response could there possibly be? Kafka all but cornered the market on that verminous plot in 1915; although, after nearly 100 years, the exclusivity clause may be about to expire. It takes a gutsy writer to pad in Gregor Samsa's sticky steps, but, by now, Rebecca Miller is clearly used to coping with the anxiety of influence and staying true to her own vision. In her latest novel, Jacob's Folly, Miller — daughter of Arthur, wife of Daniel Day-Lewis — boldly demonstrates that there's plenty of room for more than one fabulous bug story in the literary insect kingdom.
Miller's main character is a pest with a past. Jacob Cerf began life more than two centuries ago, as a young Jewish peddler who makes a living (barely) by lugging his heavy box full of knives, hammers and snuffboxes around the streets of Paris. When we readers first meet him, he's twitching himself awake into his new existence as a fly in 21st-century Long Island, N.Y., and environs. Jacob speculates that this reduced reincarnation into an ugly bug with "convex eyes ... the color of persimmons" a "hairy tongue" and "fragile, threadlike legs" might be divine retribution for his former life, which eventually widened out of the Jewish quarters of 18th-century Paris, to include service as a valet to a count who made the Marquis de Sade seem squeamish.
Jacob's gnat-like new status offers him one great advantage: Those convex eyes allow him to see fully into the hearts of humans, specifically two other characters whose paths intersect with his: Leslie Senzatamore (whose name, we're told, means "fearless" in Latin) is a sweet, overburdened father and husband; "Masha" is a talented young actress, but her gift is stifled by the Hassidic-like religious community in which she lives. Eavesdropping on their thoughts, Jacob hears Leslie and Masha debate their allegiance to their families versus the voluptuous lure of breaking free. Jacob turns out to be a bad bug. He resolves to bring the loyal Leslie down and to destroy Masha's strict obedience to God, whom he calls "the old Tyrant" and the "Soul Recycler."
At bottom, then, Jacob's Folly is about that most elemental of contests: the struggle between good and evil, between the ultimate reward that awaits those who obey the rules and the temporal pleasures of letting one's freak flag fly. Miller dynamically conjures up one elaborate story and substory after another, all speaking to this cosmic tug of war. Jacob, of course, whizzes about trying to overturn divine order and stir up chaos. In the tradition of the best literary demons from Milton's Satan on down, he's more fiendishly funny than the goody-goodies who are struggling against temptation. Here, for instance, is a scene where Jacob impishly takes advantage of the religious laws observed by Masha's pious family so that he can gluttonously feast on their Sabbath meal:
"French roast beef, pistachio-stuffed chicken breasts, ... gefilte fish with horseradish. ... [I]t was paradise. With a shudder of pleasure and surprise, I stepped into a droplet of gravy and tasted the rich, salty fat through the pads in my feet! ... I strolled from one luscious crumb to another, sometimes even flying to a serving dish to drink from the rim, knowing full well my hosts were forbidden to kill anything — even flies — on the Sabbath."
That adjective, "luscious," is the one word I'd use to characterize Jacob's Folly: Miller's writing style is sensuous, and her individual stories expand, opulently, in scope and emotional impact. The only "fly in the ointment," so to speak, is the appearance, in the last third of the novel, of some overly quirky characters whose contrived function is to link Jacob and Masha and Leslie's stories together. Miller should have swatted that idea away and, instead, let this rich novel about the rewards and terrors of transformation just buzz about in its otherwise winningly wayward fashion.
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TERRY GROSS, HOST:
Rebecca Miller's new novel, "Jacob's Folly," is a comic fantasy about reincarnation and the pleasures and dangers of actually becoming a, quote, "fly on the wall." Our book critic, Maureen Corrigan, has a review.
MAUREEN CORRIGAN, BYLINE: A man awakens to find out he's turned into an insect, and the double jeopardy question is, what is Kafka's "The Metamorphosis"? Well, what other response could there possibly be? Kafka all but cornered the market on that verminous plot in 1915. Although after nearly 100 years, the exclusivity clause may be about to expire.
It takes a gutsy writer to pad in Gregor Samsa's sticky steps, but by now Rebecca Miller is clearly used to coping with the anxiety of influence and staying true to her own vision. In her latest novel, called "Jacob's Folly," Miller, daughter of Arthur, wife of Daniel Day Lewis, boldly demonstrates that there's plenty of room for more than one fabulous bug story in the literary insect kingdom.
Miller's main character is a pest with a past. Jacob Cerf began life over two centuries ago as a young Jewish peddler who makes a living, barely, by lugging his heavy box full of knives, hammers and snuff boxes around the streets of Paris. When we readers first meet him, he's twitching himself awake into his new existence as a fly in 21st century Long Island, New York and environs.
Jacob speculates that this reduced reincarnation into an ugly bug with convex eyes the color of persimmons, a hairy tongue and fragile thread-like legs might be divine retribution for his former life, which eventually widened out of the Jewish quarters of 18th century Paris to include service as a valet to a count who made the Marquis de Sade seem squeamish.
Jacob's gnat-like new status offers him one great advantage. Those convex eyes allow him to see fully into the hearts of humans, specifically two other characters whose paths intersect with his. Leslie Senzatimore, whose name, we're told, means fearless in Latin, is a sweet, overburdened father and husband. Masha is a talented young actress, but her gift is stifled by the Hasidic-like religious community in which she lives.
Eavesdropping on their thoughts, Jacob hears Leslie and Masha debate their allegiance to their families versus the voluptuous lure of breaking free. Jacob turns out to be a bad bug. He resolves to bring the loyal Leslie down and to destroy Masha's strict obedience to God, whom he calls the Old Tyrant and the Soul Recycler.
At bottom then, "Jacob's Folly" is about that most elemental of contests, the struggle between good and evil, between the ultimate reward that awaits those who obey the rules and the temporal pleasures of letting one's freak flag fly. Miller dynamically conjures up one elaborate story and sub-story after another, all speaking to this cosmic tug-of-war.
Jacob, of course, whizzes about trying to overturn divine order and stir up chaos. In the tradition of the best literary demons, from Milton's Satan on down, he's more fiendishly funny than the goody-goodies who are struggling against temptation. Here, for instance, is a scene where Jacob impishly takes advantage of the religious laws observed by Masha's pious family so that he can gluttonously feast on their Sabbath meal.
French roast beef, pistachio-stuffed chicken breasts, Gefilte fish with horseradish, it was paradise. With a shudder of pleasure and surprise, I stepped into a droplet of gravy and tasted the rich salty fat through the pads in my feet. I strolled from one luscious crumb to another, sometimes even flying to a serving dish to drink from the rim, knowing full well my hosts were forbidden to kill anything, even flies, on the Sabbath.
That adjective luscious is the one word I'd use to characterize "Jacob's Folly." Miller's writing style is sensuous and her individual stories expand opulently in scope and emotional impact. The only fly in the ointment, so to speak, is the appearance in the last third of the novel of some overly quirky characters whose contrived function is to link together the stories of Jacob and Masha and Leslie.
Miller should have swatted that idea away and instead let this rich novel about the rewards and terrors of transformation just buzz about in its otherwise winningly wayward fashion.
GROSS: Maureen Corrigan teaches literature at Georgetown University. She reviewed "Jacob's Folly" by Rebecca Miller. You can read an excerpt on our website, FreshAir.npr.org, where you can also download podcasts of our show, and you can follow us on Twitter as NPRFreshAir and on Tumblr at NPRFreshAir.Tumblr.com. Transcript provided by NPR, Copyright NPR.
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