Jonathan Franzen. David Foster Wallace. Jeffrey Eugenides. Giant, slow-moving, serious writers, notching up about a novel per decade, all with their sights set on The Big One, The Beast, The Great American Novel. Wallace pulled it off, undoubtedly, with Infinite Jest in 1996, before ending it all by suicide in 2008 — a tragic loss. Franzen laid claim to fame — and earned himself the cover of Time magazine — with The Corrections (2001) and Freedom (2010). And now Eugenides, after The Virgin Suicides (1993) and Middlesex (2002), makes another attempt at literary immortality with The Marriage Plot.
And fair play to him, he throws absolutely everything at it. In comparison, The Virgin Suicides was merely audacious: a debut novel narrated in the first person plural, about the suicides of five sisters? Pah! Sensationalism. As for Middlesex — a best-selling epic hermaphrodite memoir, drawing richly on Greek myth and the nature of race, history, identity, with an incest sub-plot? Peanuts.
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