A modern-day Candide!
I received a copy of this book from the publisher, in exchange for an honest review. Being a bit of a fan of Voltaire, it interested me greatly; although the great philosopher is mentioned only twice in this novel, his presence is strongly felt. Voltaire’s cry was, Écrasez l’infâme. While Humboldt boldly cries: Ticklez l’infâme! To crush or to tickle…? Hmmm, which is more effective?
Navicky expertly captures the spirit of good ol’ Candide and his various adventures. What pervades the book is an almost dream-like state of passing the hours of existence. The chapter titles are deceptively simple (“How Humboldt entered college, obtained his class schedule, and found his room”), yet the book so expertly displays the deeper (darker?) facets of everyday existence.
But this book is also funny as hell. And that, my friends, is why I enjoyed this book. As the title of this review states, this is a modern-day Candide. Navicky’s humor wraps around the deeper commentary like a smooth, silky glove.
—So we are both banished from the land of our birth.
—Yes, Humboldt replied forlornly.
—I think we’re both lucky, Marty said. We should be praising our good fortune.
I think, in a very subtle way, that this is what makes this a new Candide. For in an age where all things happened for a greater good, a terrible, devastating earthquake upended Lisbon, Portugal. If that event did not rattle the core of modern philosophy, then Voltaire’s reaction surely did. And thus it is with Humboldt: We banished, outcast, thumbed-under; we should be happy that we are allowed a pittance from our benevolent overlords. We who slave by scorching computer monitor in order to raise the profit margin by a hair; we should raise our glasses in praise and joy (give me a hallelujah, say thankya) to the billionaires whose pockets we are lining. Say a toast and be glad: “You should be happy that you’re employed.”
Funny, yes. Scathing, oh hell yes.
So if you don’t like satire, as other reviewers have said, this might be a toughie. And it can be challenging to stick through this, but it is definitely worth it, and it is fun to let yourself get swept away into the world of Humboldt. You will find yourself laughing at things you normally may not laugh at: But as Monty Python proved, if we can’t laugh at everything (everything!), then how can we laugh at anything?
One little nit to pick, however: I still cannot get used to the dash to indicate speech. Technically it fits the spirit of the book, but my tired eyes sometimes tripped up on the usage; it requires effort to scan for the break in speech and reassign the narrator’s voice to the text in question.
Highly recommended!