Pastiche

by Jonathan Harnisch

Intense and artfully self-centered, this novel wraps around itself in search of release, after which the pleasure is over all too soon. Jonathan Harnisch's Pastiche is an exhaustive and frequently painful catalog of the struggles of the weirdly shy and chronically frustrated character Benny, who struggles to find a way to connect to the outer world. Benny likes latex. He likes to be encased, totally enclosed, and separated from reality by a thin, impermeable layer of rubber. His anxiety is that his membrane of choice, whether it's a prophylactic or a jumpsuit, will suddenly break. Author Jonathan Harnisch, in mega-fictional, maximalist style, spares no detail when it comes to Benny's life. From fellatio to family therapy, every humiliating detail is chronicled in this over-eight-hundred-page novel, which almost seems to take pleasure in its narrator's embarrassment. If there's an envelope to push, the novel pushes it--hard. The book's first sex scene takes place in the living room of Benny's neighbor, "She was a ball of chaos. She was a marriage counselor who'd never been married, a parenting educator who'd never had kids, a rehab counselor who'd never been rehabbed herself." The combination of these two personalities is predictably disastrous. Delightful, though, is the narrative's fine attention to small Vivienne's Lucky Charms temporary tattoos, the glow-in-the-dark stars on her bedroom ceiling. Benny is hyper-aware of his condition--his fetish isn't normal, and he knows it--and he has several theories about its origin. He vacillates between blaming others for his difficulty in finding satisfaction and desperately trying to understand what's the matter with him. His personality splits, then re-enjoins itself. Vivienne, grotesquely faithful to the last, is with him for the whole ride. She's "his personal trainer in pain. She has to ensure she gives him that high he craves and satisfy her own perverse longings; all the while she must be certain it's not too much for him right now." Themes of false confidence and amateurs playing at professionalism run through Pastiche, which seems intent on exposing its characters as frauds. Vivienne, so childish in some ways, is forty. Benny's other lovers also exhibit narcissism in the extreme, and are quick to assert their power. Yet it takes mere paragraphs for Benny to suss out their weaknesses, and he is equally quick to exploit them back. After all, what's a sadist without a masochist to torment? As the lowest of the low, the crummiest of the crummy, Benny holds all the cards in every one of these transactional relationships. With Pastiche, Jonathan Harnisch tests the limits of his subject. How far he can push Benny, how long he can draw out each painful scene, is sadomasochistic in the extreme. Pastiche succeeds as an example of art imitating life. Its self-centered intensity keeps it wrapped up in itself, like Benny. When it finds release, the pleasure's over all too soon. -- Foreword Magazine

812 pages, Paperback

Published April 15, 2016

About the author

Jonathan Harnisch is an American author, artist, and filmmaker whose work confronts the human condition with fearless candor and visionary style. Blurring the boundaries between memoir and fiction, cinema and confession, Harnisch transforms psychological struggle into art that is both intimate and universal.

His body of work spans novels, screenplays, essays, and experimental films that probe trauma, identity, and resilience with disarming honesty. Critics have described his voice as raw yet lyrical, capable of exposing the fractures of modern life while revealing unexpected grace within them.

Through decades of creation, Harnisch has established a singular place in contemporary literature and independent film—one defined by emotional intelligence, formal innovation, and a relentless commitment to truth. His ongoing documentary and multi-volume life project continue to expand his exploration of perception, healing, and the blurred border between art and existence.

Harnisch’s work stands as a testament to endurance and imagination: an unflinching chronicle of pain transmuted into beauty, and of continuity, not comeback.