Masha Gessen's book is a biography of a person who is quite alive - as far as we know. But it is written as one would write a biography for a subject who is dead, because the subject of the book, Grigory "Grisha" Perelman, has withdrawn himself from the world, mathematics and otherwise. This is then more of a story of how and why Perelman, the most accomplished mathematician of this new century, managed this withdrawal. It is a strange and at times infuriating story, but one told by a uniquely qualified individual in Ms. Gessen. I highly recommend this articulate and informative book: if you thought you knew the story of Grisha Perelman, you are probably wrong.
Perelman after all is the man who has been acknowledged by the mathematics community as the man who proved the Poincare and Thurston conjectures and thus solved a century-old problem to which not a few professional mathematicians the world over dedicated their lives. But, as momentous an achievement as this is, Perelman is even more well-known for his rejections. Rejections of tenured faculty positions at the best universities in America, despite aggressive offers. Rejection of the Fields Medal, the highest prize the mathematics world has to offer. And, although only speculated in the book, the rejection last month of the first $1 million prize from the Clay Institute for the solution of one of its Millennium Problems. Gessen does what she has to do to get the answers and construct the story: she gets access to everyone who has taught, competed with, and collaborated with Perelman throughout his life.
The story traces Perelman from before he was born: his mother was a mathematician herself, who was rejected for her pregnancy and her Jewishness. It was into her son Grisha that she poured her dreams of greatness. The story then winds its way through Perelman's Olympiad career, where he won first place at the International Math Olympiad in 1982, then University at the Mathmech in Leningrad, then graduate study at the Steklov Institute in Leningrad. Through this journey, we see how Perelman developed into the brilliant being he has become, as well as how he separated himself from the rest of the world.
What Gessen accomplishes here is the weaving of a thread through the people in Perelman's life who worked to shield him from all of the distractions of the world so he could pursue the work that would make him - and them - famous. The distractions that could derail such a “pure” prodigy as Perelman were many and intense: being part of a community, maintaining the body as well as the mind [Perelman’s simple eating habits, long fingernails and curious smell are well-known], paperwork, admissions, etc. Girls seem to barely exist in his world – and Perelman is not tagged as homosexual.
The major distraction from which Perelman was shielded was the brutal anti-Semitism of the Soviet regime. [When I read about this, I always wonder why so many of my fellow Jews got sucked into giving their lives over to these frauds.] Perelman was a Jew [a “zhid”] and therefore subject to the extreme quotas governing intellectual life in the bad old days of the Soviet Union. Perelman, however, was shielded from this abuse through the hard work of the influential professors who saw in Perelman someone who would do great things for mathematics. Perelman’s accomplishments are literally a testament to these professors who did yeoman’s work in getting Perelman into the right Institutes that would further his career.
And it is shielding, the constant protection from the horrors of the world, that seem to shape Perelman into the being that would brook no distractions, ever. He had zero interests outside of not only mathematics, but outside of the very problem on which he was working. And once he was finished working and teaching, he had zero interest in communicating with anybody about it. Perelman’s career arc was such that his work in Alexandrov spaces won him recognition enough to be invited to postdoc in the US from 1991-1995 in various places [NYU, Stony Brook, Berkeley]. Then, suddenly, insulted that he did not instantly get an offer for a tenured faculty position, he returned to now St Petersburg and the Steklov Institute, where he literally disappeared for seven years. He would only return to his grand triumph, the posting of his proof of the conjectures in three papers on arXiv.org in 2002.
Gessen spends a chapter on an attempt to describe Perelman’s achievement. Gessen, no stranger to Russian mathematics herself, does I think a decent job in laying out the problem and explaining why it evaded solution for so long. I liked her explanation of topology’s origins with Euler and the seven bridges of Koenigsberg, and how location rather than distance is what makes topology a special sort of geometry. That said, I think she fell into the trap into which what many mass-market mathematics authors fall, and that is the fear of the equation. English is not the best language for any branch of mathematics [if it were, then lawyers and mathematicians would be interchangeable], and more effort needs to be done than simply fobbing fancy terms at the reader [“Ricci flow”, “diffeomorphism”] after a certain level of difficulty has passed. This is likely not Gessen’s fault, but that of worrisome editors and publishers understandably worried about the impact of such discussions on sales. Those hoping for a slightly more detailed discussion of Perelman’s achievement should consult Donal O’Shea’s nice explanation of the Conjecture and the players involved, including Perelman. [Interestingly, O’Shea has zero interest in Perelman’s foibles; this is what makes Gessen’s book so good.]
The world around Perelman grew increasingly incomprehensible to him and he became more withdrawn, sullen, and vicious. Gessen at this points spends a lot of time speculating on the role Asperger’s has had not only on Perelman, but on mathematicians, and Russian mathematicians in particular. In what could have been a debacle for the book, I think Gessen turns this discussion into a strength through her detailed discussions with the world’s leading experts in the field. One sees through what we have learned about Perelman that he makes for a classic case of Asperger’s, although Gessen reminds us that all this is mere speculation, as she – and we – have never even met Perelman. But this speculation, rather than drag the book into a Fox-Newsian assumption of reality from speculated “facts”, helps Gessen paint a portrait of a subject that refuses to sit.
To be honest, I thought that such a portrait would get me to sympathize with Perelman’s plight. And what a plight. His rejections ironically made him much more of a celebrity than had he simply accepted the rewards he so richly deserved. Russian parazzi followed him around the clock and broke into the apartment he shared with his mother, snapping photos of his unmade bed. Nevertheless, I was horrified at Perelman’s behavior toward his fellow colleagues, most of whom were simply trying to help him, despite the fact that his master stroke more or less instantly altered or destroyed their careers. Gessen lays out evidence that Perelman’s behavior is more complex than that of a “Rain Man’ and many times, he knew perfectly well what he was doing. At the end, Gessen brilliantly makes the analogy that, like the rubber band on the three-dimensional manifold he uniquely understood, Perelman’s social universe shrunk to a point. He now lives, unemployed, with his mother in their St Petersburg apartment.
All in all, this was a thoroughly enjoyable read from which I learned far more than what one can gather in existing New Yorker articles. I recommend in the strongest manner for those interested in this enigmatic genius and the work he did.