Product Description

An intriguing, fabulously bizarre debut collection of short stories by prize-winning German writer Ingo Schulze, author of Simple Stories.

These thirty-three macabre, often comical short pieces revolve around moments of odd bliss–moments seized by characters who have found ways to conquer the bleakness of everyday life in the chaotic world of post-communist Russia.

Peopled by Mafia gunmen, desperate young prostitutes, bewildered foreign businessmen, and even a trio of hungry devils, the stories are by turns tragic and bleakly funny. From a sly retelling of the legend of St. Nicholas featuring a rich American named Nick, to a lavish gourmet feast in which the young female cook ends up as the main dish, these stories are above all playful and even surreal–and many of them are masterful tributes to Russian writers from Gogol to Nabokov.

Translated by John E. Woods.

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #1291770 in Books
• Published on: 2001-06-05
• Released on: 2001-06-05
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Paperback
• 320 pages

Amazon.com Review
Ever since the 1830s, when Pushkin immortalized St. Petersburg in "The Bronze Horseman," the city has been the capital of the Russian imagination. It also seems to have exerted a powerful influence on the young German writer Ingo Schulze, who celebrates this swampy metropolis in his English-language debut, 33 Moments of Happiness. Not that the author is invariably enchanted by his subject. His 33 slices of Slavic life include some definite downers, not least a bloody (yet oddly comical) shootout in a disco. For one of Schulze's narrators, in fact, St. Petersburg encapsulates all the defects of an entire nation: "Russians in general seem to have been so conditioned by some lifelong experiment that apathy marches in step with an astounding ingenuity for humiliating others. Everything is contrived to cause people the greatest possible unpleasantness, whether it's a lack of benches, mirrors hung too low, repairs that go on for years or the shopping, which requires standing in line three times for a pat of butter." Still, many of the characters manage to grasp some genuine bliss, even if it's simply the scent of an imported perfume or a poppy-seed pastry. These minor ecstasies--and the sizzling, sardonic pleasures of the prose--ensure that the reader's happiness will be anything but momentary. --James Marcus

From Library Journal
It is an act of bravura for an outsider to attempt a literary portrait of a foreign city, but Schulze succeeds magnificently here. Usually beginning with a detailed and convincing depiction of life in the postcommunist era, Schulze sometimes stays within the bounds of realism, but more frequently uses the background as a platform to launch a flight of fantasy, sometimes charming, sometimes scurrilous, and sometimes scandalous but always thought-provoking. These stories, which do indeed revolve around moments of happiness, culminate in generalizations about the Russian character that would be banal if stated plainly and simply, but they acquire an odd authenticity when the reader glimpses them lurking behind the characters an their situations. While some of these stories would probably perplex or even irritate native Saint Petersburgers, they are probably as close to the soul of this fabled city as an outsider's imagination ever gets. Highly recommended.?Michael T. O'Pecko, Towson State Univ., Md.
Copyright 1998 Reed Business Information, Inc.

From Kirkus Reviews
A curious debut collection of linked stories by a young German writer who explores relations between his own country and Russia and various expressions of the Russian temperament, while also offering what seem parodies ofand homages toRussian writers in both vignettes and fully developed tales that ostensibly constitute ``an ongoing discussion concerning the value of happiness.'' Schulze prefaces the stories with a frame in which a woman traveling by train across Europe to Petersburg enjoys a brief encounter with a German businessman named Hofmann, who leaves behind him a manuscript containing these taleswhich the lady passes to ``I.S.,'' urging him to ``lend these fantasies your name.'' The stories, which usually but not invariably observe Russian behavior from a Teutonic viewpoint, variously present comic-grotesque evidence of a people notable for their ``vast hospitality'' (a woman doctor who administers highly unprofessional last rites, so to speak, to a dying old man is hailed as a ``saint''; street vendors seize a wealthy businessman and write their names and addresses on his body), desperate poverty (a widow without means prospers when an American named Nickand who may be St. Nicholasmarries in succession each of her surviving daughters), and political passion (a widow Communist goes door-to- door defending the Party's ideals; a temperamental painter destroys his canvases because they don't portray the ``sufferings of his people''yet, in so doing, embodies ``the despair of the artist''). Nor does Schulze spare his own culture. One story describes a naive traveler's (Hofmann's?) idealization of the prostitute he keeps encountering in hotels, and another recounts the unfortunate fate of a German restaurateur who seeks artifacts from the czarist period as decorations, and unintentionally awakens still-heated memories of WW II. A rather mixed bag, though Schulze's sardonic intelligence and feeling for cultural contrasts give these seemingly disparate tales a pleasing unity and coherence. -- Copyright ©1998, Kirkus Associates, LP. All rights reserved.

Customer Reviews

Fine observations, plodding fiction
This first book of fiction (33 short stories) by an ex-East German (an Ossi) has won several prizes in Germany. This is not necessarily praise - it tells you this is the kind of literature that gets prizes. The translation appears excellent.

The preface and one of the stories tell the same tale from two points of view - that the book itself is the edited version of some weekly letters written home by a German businessman working in St. Petersburg. At first, the businessman wrote of St. Petersburg life. Then, lacking material, he began building the letters around fictional tales, and this is the part of his output from which the present book was compiled. Many stories are indeed in the first person, and the first person is a German working on a Russian weekly in St. Petersburg. Put the two pictures together and you have a good idea of the general style. The missing elements are a) that many tales are fantastic and b) that quite a few are inspired by previous tales in literature.

To my eyes, the "reportorial" details are faithful and revealing, and they have the appreciable virtue of not falling for "that unique St. Petersburg spirit", though almost all the stories are set in the region. What is revealed is more often urban or village life in West Russia generally, and this is as it should be.

If you take the fiction as presented above, then it's a nice framework into which to post these observations. But if you take it as fiction, then the framework betrays a serious literary failure. In all stories, third- or first-person, the tone is that of the external reporter, and this simply doesn't bring to the prose the color it needs to carry the fantasy, and especially to breathe life into the cultural and spiritual themes that are the motive force behind it. We have fantastic themes, yes, but only the usual insights of the most ploddingly realistic fiction.

Said another way - if rich prose is prose that holds within its sentences gripping detail, deep color and complex cultural connotations and evocations, then 33 Moments is an example of poor literary prose. It's the kind of prose you would find in a long New York Times article, treating one thing at a time and always in the same tone.

The German Moorcock
The closest ambitious writer I could think of to compare Schulze with is Michael Moorcock (in his Mother London/Cornelius Quartet mode) and if you like Moorcock (who influenced comics, cyberpunk the whole noir revival in the US) you'll go with Schulze's flow just as easily. I am a fan of both writers, though not of Moorcock's fantasy, which I liked as a kid, and I've been looking for years for a writer as good. This and Simple Stories are really outstanding. Schulze is a definite heavy weight on his way up. It's been a while since Germany showed us a writer as good and as ambitious as this. Wonderful work.

beautiful moments
each of the 33 stories in this book prvided me with vivid places and deleicate people. the stories made me cry and laugh. this is one of the greatest collections of short stories i have read and it provided me with a true sense of beauty and honesty, about peole and life and the value of moments.