Rebecca Swirsky

Shades of Kafka: Open Up, by Thomas Morris, reviewed

Five short stories with male narrators – including a seahorse and a vampire – revolve around masculinity’s contradictory demands and the wish to belong

Thomas Morris. [Alamy] 
issue 19 August 2023

Thomas Morris has a knack of writing about ordinary things in an unsettling way and unsettling things in an ordinary way. He described his debut collection of ten stories set in Caerphilly, We Don’t Know What We’re Doing, as ‘realism with a kink’. Open Up, a slimmer second offering of five stories, amps up the Kafka. One is narrated by a seahorse, another by a vampire. Morris’s attitude towards his characters remains central: while displaying their darkest secrets, you sense he’s on their side. Here, the narrators are all male. From a young boy to a thirtysomething, they negotiate masculinity’s contradictory demands, accused of being distant, passive and unambitious.

Individually, the stories offer texture in tone and place; collectively, they revolve around connection and the wish to belong. In ‘Wales’, a boy delights in a football match with his father, unaware of what’s around the corner.

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