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Liked It “Rarely have I come across a person who has read VS Naipaul and not had an opinion of him. Chinua Achebe once complained Naipaul wrote about Africans but not for Africans, Edward Said called his work an "intellectual catastrophe", Derek Walcott called him "V.S.Nightfall", a reviewer of his book...” see full review » see other reviews » |
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“Rarely have I come across a person who has read VS Naipaul and not had an opinion of him. Chinua Achebe once complained Naipaul wrote about Africans but not for Africans, Edward Said called his work an "intellectual catastrophe", Derek Walcott called him "V.S.Nightfall", a reviewer of his book complained that Naipaul's aim was the desecration of his audience. Equally his admirers credit him with a Conradian style, a world vision, absolute honesty and clarity to simplify. So it is fitting that Naipaul received a wonderful biography in “The World Is What It Is” by Patrick French.
sree harsha r wrote this review Sunday, July 5 2009. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
A weaker man would have tried to exonerate himself of the accusations of his illustrious colleagues (Paul Theroux and others). But by being honest to the point of being brutal, Naipaul the enigma has left his admirers and detractors awe struck. There simply cannot be a more honest biography of a living person.
The opening paragraphs of the book begin with a young Brahmin at the turn of the century duped to make a journey across the world from India to Trinidad. The journey by sea almost kills him, the work on a sugar plantation enervates and breaks him. But with a shrewd vision the young man becomes one of the richest people in Trinidad. The young man was Caplideo Maharaj, Vidiadhar Surajprasad Naipaul's maternal grandfather. Naipaul's younger days during the 30s and 40s of Trinidad are described in vivid detail. This part of the book reads almost like a second version of his masterpiece "A House for Mr Biswas".
In 1950 Naipaul leaves for Oxford on a scholarship. He meets Patricia Hale, a fellow student from lower-middle class background. He sees Trinidad as a place of no hope and prefers the mother country. The intense loneliness of his early English years are combined with no job prospects and he sinks into depression. He marries Pat but doesn't buy her a ring. His father passes away but he cant attend the funeral. In all this turmoil he publishes his first book "The Mystic Massuer". A few years later he publishes his masterpiece, "A House for Mr Biswas" , a fictional recounting of his father, Seepersad Naipaul's life. The book is still hailed as a post-colonial masterpiece. In 1971 "In a free state" won the Booker and suddenly Naipaul is short of ideas and needs stimulation.
His marriage to Pat is troublesome but survives. She is his companion, the first reader of his work, an honest reviewer, his mother, his house-maid and assistant. As Naipaul's fame grows she looses her independence. Into this fraught marriage enters Margaret, an Anglo-Argentine woman. Naipaul meets Margaret on the trip to Buenos Aires and they begin a relation that would last a quarter century. When asked about the relation, Naipaul curtly replied, "It was definitely not a meeting of the minds." The sex with Margaret helped him immensely. It resulted in rejuvenated works like "A Bend in the river", "Among the Believers" and "India: A Million Mutinies Now". Naipaul says. "I was very violent with her for two days with my hand; my hand began to hurt........My hand was swollen.I have enormous sympathy for people who do strange things out of passion." French summaries the situation," Mama at home, a whore in South America."
All through this infidelity, Naipaul and his lovers exhibit a tremendrous sympathy for the writer in him. Margaret became his companion on his travels, while Pat was the reviewer of his work. Pat, low on self-esteem, now withdrew and suffers from cancer. "His nihilism begat her nihilism. They fed off eachother's negativity." In the end Pat dies of cancer and Vidia invites to Nadira Alvi, a Pakistani journalist into the same house to marry him. The book ends with the scattering of Pat's ashes.
I have one complaint of the book, that I wish it was longer. For a 500 page book that is as good a compliment as any. The book ends in 1996, but why not 2002 when he won the Nobel? Why not much later, since Sir Vidia is still alive? Maybe there are two Naipauls, the writer who is compassionate but unsympathetic, truthful but selective, uncompromising and unyielding. And the person who is selfish, indecisive and lives in a perennial service of literature.
French claims that Naipaul's decision reveal all is one filled humility and narcissism. It was hard for me to understand how a person could be both. But I did not have to look far. In a letter to Pat during his Oxford days, a young Naipaul wrote. "I love you, and I need you. Please don’t let me down. Please forgive my occasional lapses. At heart I am the worthiest man I know." It is French's understanding and courage as much as Naipaul's honesty that gives this biography a novel like beauty. Fiction is to make sense, but non-fiction can shock, terrify and deepen our understanding of complicated things. In the end I believe, Sir Vidia may have found the home he was always looking for, in this book. ”
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The Literary Hammer wrote this review Saturday, January 10 2009. ( reply | permalink ) Was this review helpful? Yes | No
Since V. S. Naipaul left his Caribbean birthplace at the age of seventeen, his improbable life has followed the global movement of peoples, whose preeminent literary chronicler he has become. In The World Is What It Is, Patrick French offers the first authoritative biography of the controversial Nobel laureate, whose only stated ambition was greatness as a writer, in pursuit of which goal nothing else was sacred.
Beginning with a richly detailed portrait of Naipaul’s childhood in colonial Trinidad, French gives us the boy born to an Indian family, the displaced soul in a displaced community, who by dint of talent and ambition finds the only imaginable way out: a scholarship to Oxford. London in the 1950s offers hope and his first literary success, but homesickness and depression almost defeat Vidia, his narrow escape aided by Patricia Hale, an Englishwoman who will devote herself to his work and well-being. She will stand by him, sometimes tenuously, for more than four decades, even as Naipaul embarks on a twenty-four-year affair, which will awaken half-dead passions and feed perhaps his greatest wave of dizzying creativity. Amid this harrowing emotional life, French traces the course of the fierce visionary impulse underlying Naipaul’s singular power, a gift to produce masterpieces of fiction and nonfiction.
Informed by exclusive access to V. S. Naipaul’s private papers and personal recollections, and by great feeling for his formidable body of work, French’s revelatory biography does full justice to an enigmatic genius.”
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