László Krasznahorkai (nella foto) è uno scrittore ungherese che in questo momento fa furore a New York. Hari Kunzru spiega perché: "The thing about New York (and, a fortiori, the gentrified bits
of Brooklyn, where writers go when their Manhattan apartments are
expropriated by the One Percent) is that it doesn't have a "contemporary
master of the apocalypse". It has post-Ivy relationship anatomists,
adderall-enhanced pop culture essayists, dirty realist white-guy
novelists and hipster poets who transcribe their sexts and cut them up
with Wikipedia entries on HPV and Jersey Shore. It has, at the last count, 247 trillion recent MFA
graduates, at least a dozen of which are to be found, on any given
morning, abseiling down the glassy exterior of the Random House
publishing building, in an attempt to get Sonny Mehta to read their collection of short stories modelled on Denis Johnson's Jesus's Son". guardian.
Non conosco Krasznahorkai, ma la descrizione dei giovani scrittori americani è perfetta.
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