December 7th, 2008 / 1:52 am
I Like __ A Lot

I Like Gogol A Lot

Here are some thoughts I typed out about Gogol and did not edit or revise.

Before I get into the stories, I have to admit that I haven’t read Dead Souls. I like to write short stories, so it goes that I also like to read short stories. This doesn’t mean that I don’t read novels, honest (Beckett’s Molloy, Malone Dies, and The Unnamable are novels I often pick up to read random passages whenever I have a brain problem); instead, I mean that I’m constantly attracted to short stories, collections, and complete works over novels because it’s just what I’ve done so far. I could write more on this, I guess, but that’s not what this post is about.

Gogol’s collected tales, published as a Vintage Classic and translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky, is a wonderful book. I’ve been reading it slowly, very slowly, over one year. I just finished it this past month. Well, I can’t really explain why it took me so long to read. I could try, I guess, and say that one story of his was enough for several months. I could also say that I am lazy, and that life happened, and that other things happened. Whatever. It is a book I wish that I had read all at once, but also I have enjoyed suddenly remembering it and putting off everything else to pick it up again. Does this make sense? I don’t know.

I usually have trouble talking about the language and sentences in translated works. I don’t know translation well enough to understand what goes on between the original and translated version to critique it, nor is my Russian up to quality (read: no Russian whatsoever). So, I’ll move away from that and leave it to the experts, as much as I would like to focus on his sentences.

So, what do I like a lot about Gogol? What is the point of this post? I like that he can make me feel terror. Put aside his great sense of humor, his imaginative ways, his self-aware narrative style, and let us focus on his ability to terrify me. I have talked with several people about this already, but I’d like to share it here. In what little contemporary fiction I’ve read, I struggle to think of work that really terrified me, that made me get up from my chair and turn on the lights late at night all throughout the apartment, that made me feel frightened, not in a realistic way, but in a supernatural way. Does this make sense? I think that some of Evenson’s work does it and I think that “The Pederson Kid” by William Gass did it. Blake Butler’s Scorch Atlas did it.

Of course, I haven’t read that much, so comment if you’ve read something new that terrifies you.

Anyhow, I’d like to highlight one story and mention briefly another from the collected tales that really scared me: “The Portrait” and “Viy.” These don’t seem to be often anthologized, so they might be good to talk about here. If you haven’t read them, I strongly suggest you do. Then, let me know if you felt the same way I did. Maybe I’m just a lame, weak-kneed sort of guy. In that case, you may punch me in the face at AWP. Really, though, there’s something Gogol does with these two stories that freak me out.

“The Portrait” is about a young painter, Chartkov, who lacks the money he needs to pay rent, much less buy art supplies and such. He stumbles across a portrait in a catch-all shop, probably the kind you might see down on Montrose here in Houston, one that claims to sell antiques. The portrait was of

an old man with a face the color of bronze, gaunt, high-cheekboned; the features seemed to have been caught at a moment of convulsive movement and bespoke an un-northern force. Fiery noon was stamped on them. He was draped in a loose Asiatic costume. Damaged and dusty though the portrait was, when he managed to clean the dust off the face, he could see the marks of a lofty artist’s work. The portrait, it seemed, was unfinished; but the force of the brush was striking. Most extraordinary of all were the eyes: in them the artist seemed to have employed all the force of his brush and all his painstaking effort. They simply stared, stared even out of the portrait itself, as if destroying its harmony by their strange aliveness. When he brought the portrait to the door, the eyes stared still more strongly. They produced almost the same impression among the people. A woman who stopped behind him exclaimed, “It’s staring, it’s staring!” and backed away. He felt some unpleasant feeling, unaccountable to himself, and put the portrait down.

Here Gogol basically sets up the story, creates the possibility of the supernatural through his description of the portrait. It’s all in those eyes. I think it’s a wonderful description.

Short story shorter: Chartkov buys the portrait with his last twenty kopecks and takes it home, realizing how dumb a purchase it was. He leans it up against the wall in his shitty little flat and after a confrontation with his landlord, tries to fall asleep. The next bit of text is where I began to feel terrified, for Gogol establishes the young artist’s fear and then takes the story into an odd dream within a dream sort of sequence. The scene is dizzying, and reminds me of the few times I’ve awoken from a frightening dream still a bit queazy from its effect on me.

He went up to the portrait again, so as to study those wondrous eyes, and noticed with horror that they were indeed staring at him. This was no longer a copy from nature, this was that strange aliveness that would radiate from the face of a dead man rising from the grave. Either it was the light of the moon bringing delirious reveries with it and clothing everything in other images, opposite to positive daylight, or there was some other cause, only suddenly, for some reason, he felt to be alone in the room. He quietly withdrew from the portrait, turned away and tried not to look at it, and yet his eyes, of themselves, involuntarily cast sidelong glances at it. Finally he even became frightened of walking about the room; it seemed to him that some other would immediately start walking behind him, and he kept timorously looking back.

I love this sequence (and it goes on for a few more pages) because of how Gogol dramatizes in Chartkov that feeling I often have when I am alone and begin to freak myself out, begin to imagine horrible things, let my brain get away from me. Chartkov’s pacing around his room, his mental back and forth, his eventually covering up the portrait with his sheet are all things I still do to ward off weird things: I’ll turn on all the lights when I’m alone, I’ll close the bathroom doors so I cannot see mirrors and the images they reflect, I’ll play music loudly, I’ll curl up in a little ball in bed. I know what I do is silly, right? But I can’t stop myself. I have no self control. It is terror, and there is something so fascinating and beautiful about it, at least to me.

'Viy'

Image from the 1967 Russian film "Viy"

“Viy” is quite different. It is a fable about a philosopher and a witch, and their battles in a church. I’ve already written too much in this post, so I’m not going to say much other than “Viy” is probably my favorite Gogol story; just rereading passages of it now gives me the creeps.

Here’s a brief catch on it: it ends up that the main character in the story must read prayers over a dead girl, who is really a witch, for three nights straight in order to save her soul or something. He is locked in the church, just him at the lectern and the dead girl/witch in the open coffin before him that first night. For several paragraphs the philosopher worries that she’ll get out of the coffin and then chides himself for thinking such ridiculous thoughts. He begins to read, but occasionaly looks at the coffin to assure himself that all is well, that she hasn’t actually come alive to torment him.

Then Gogol writes this:

But the coffin did not stir. If only there was a sound, some living being, even the chirp of a cricket in the corner! There was just the slight sizzle of some remote candle and the faint spatter of wax on the floor.

“Well, what if she gets up?”

She raised her head…

In those last two lines, Gogol freaks me out every time.

Read the rest of the story to see what happens to the philosopher through that night and the remaining two.

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48 Comments

  1. barry

      “In what little contemporary fiction I’ve read, I struggle to think of work that really terrified me, that made me get up from my chair and turn on the lights late at night all throughout the apartment, that made me feel frightened, not in a realistic way, but in a supernatural way.”

      this is how i felt after watching unsolved mysteries when i was like 10. scared to get up and take a piss afterwards. its very cool that a book can make us feel like that.

      also, bravo for posting this at 1 am on a saturday. i feel less lifeless now.

  2. barry

      “In what little contemporary fiction I’ve read, I struggle to think of work that really terrified me, that made me get up from my chair and turn on the lights late at night all throughout the apartment, that made me feel frightened, not in a realistic way, but in a supernatural way.”

      this is how i felt after watching unsolved mysteries when i was like 10. scared to get up and take a piss afterwards. its very cool that a book can make us feel like that.

      also, bravo for posting this at 1 am on a saturday. i feel less lifeless now.

  3. colin bassett

      i like the way richard pevear and larissa volokhonsky translate. i don’t know why. i like their chekhov translations a lot.

  4. colin bassett

      i like the way richard pevear and larissa volokhonsky translate. i don’t know why. i like their chekhov translations a lot.

  5. Frank Smythe

      Fuck yeah, Gogol is the shizzit. Especially The Overcoat and The Nose. Without Gogol, no Chekhov Tolstoy Turgenev. Without Gogol, no Garcia-Marquez, no Bolano. No cool shit at all.

      Oh, but. Without Gogol, no Jhumpa Lahiri’s The Namesake, but, shit, that would be an improvement actually. Fuck Gogol!

  6. Frank Smythe

      Fuck yeah, Gogol is the shizzit. Especially The Overcoat and The Nose. Without Gogol, no Chekhov Tolstoy Turgenev. Without Gogol, no Garcia-Marquez, no Bolano. No cool shit at all.

      Oh, but. Without Gogol, no Jhumpa Lahiri’s The Namesake, but, shit, that would be an improvement actually. Fuck Gogol!

  7. Ryan Call

      hi colin, im interested to know why you like pevear/volokhonsky’s translations? i mean, i have no clue when it comes to that stuff. and i guess you said you didn’t, but you seem to suggest that you’ve read other translations? what about those other translations did you not ‘like’?

      hi frank, i read the namesake but did not ‘like it that much’ i guess. i dont remember much about it, to be honest, so i dont know if i have any evidence to point at to say why i did not like it. i do honestly think, though, that id much rather read gogol than lahiri any day.

      the overcoat and the nose. yes, i really do like those ones too. i think they are really funny.

  8. Ryan Call

      hi colin, im interested to know why you like pevear/volokhonsky’s translations? i mean, i have no clue when it comes to that stuff. and i guess you said you didn’t, but you seem to suggest that you’ve read other translations? what about those other translations did you not ‘like’?

      hi frank, i read the namesake but did not ‘like it that much’ i guess. i dont remember much about it, to be honest, so i dont know if i have any evidence to point at to say why i did not like it. i do honestly think, though, that id much rather read gogol than lahiri any day.

      the overcoat and the nose. yes, i really do like those ones too. i think they are really funny.

  9. Ryan Call

      also, two more words:

      bruno schulz

  10. Ryan Call

      also, two more words:

      bruno schulz

  11. Ryan Call

      oh, i just reread your comment frank, and i understand it now.

      i am laughing.

      ok, bed time.

  12. Ryan Call

      oh, i just reread your comment frank, and i understand it now.

      i am laughing.

      ok, bed time.

  13. Jonny Darko

      I was debating with myself all day whether to put in an order for Gogol’s short stories and reading this now about cinches it. I’m also a big fan of Pevear and Volokhonsky, particularly their Dostoevsky translations. Their version of Crime and Punishment has a raw energy and immediacy that the older translations can’t match. It was so intense beginning to end, and they do a brilliant job of capturing certain nuances in the writing (like how he’ll repeat a specific word for a few pages for effect) and the characters, not to mention the humour, which I think gets overlooked in other versions. Besides that the prose are just more direct and less flowery than say Constance Garnett’s original translations, which haven’t aged so well. Also, Pevear’s introduction to Notes from Underground is the best thing I’ve read on any of Dusty’s writing — and I’ve done research papers on his stuff. Hell, with their new translation of War and Peace now out I might finally be up for tackling that beast of a tome.

  14. Jonny Darko

      I was debating with myself all day whether to put in an order for Gogol’s short stories and reading this now about cinches it. I’m also a big fan of Pevear and Volokhonsky, particularly their Dostoevsky translations. Their version of Crime and Punishment has a raw energy and immediacy that the older translations can’t match. It was so intense beginning to end, and they do a brilliant job of capturing certain nuances in the writing (like how he’ll repeat a specific word for a few pages for effect) and the characters, not to mention the humour, which I think gets overlooked in other versions. Besides that the prose are just more direct and less flowery than say Constance Garnett’s original translations, which haven’t aged so well. Also, Pevear’s introduction to Notes from Underground is the best thing I’ve read on any of Dusty’s writing — and I’ve done research papers on his stuff. Hell, with their new translation of War and Peace now out I might finally be up for tackling that beast of a tome.

  15. Blake Butler

      thanks for the shout out ryan. truly frightening books are hard to come by. evenson kills me in that way, esp. the wavering knife.

      i was going to post an ‘i like ___ alot’ tonight, but i am drunk so tomorrow is better anyway, i am glad jimmy started this

      i want someone to tell me what is so great about bolano because i can’t for the life of me figure it out

  16. Blake Butler

      thanks for the shout out ryan. truly frightening books are hard to come by. evenson kills me in that way, esp. the wavering knife.

      i was going to post an ‘i like ___ alot’ tonight, but i am drunk so tomorrow is better anyway, i am glad jimmy started this

      i want someone to tell me what is so great about bolano because i can’t for the life of me figure it out

  17. aaron

      yes. i agree with blake. my first/only thought in response to the contemporary frightening books was to think of evenson.

  18. aaron

      yes. i agree with blake. my first/only thought in response to the contemporary frightening books was to think of evenson.

  19. Laura Ellen Scott

      great post, ryan, thanks. I never read Gogol, but you hooked me with the mention of ‘the Pederson Kid.’ Looking at these stories my first impression is that G’s use of frame is so much more disposable than Poe’s or LeFanu’s, and that makes a big difference for me. The only recent-and it’s not that recent-fiction that spooked me was that of Kathe Koja (her novels from the 90s). I ordered Nick Antosca’s Midnight Picnic, though–

  20. Laura Ellen Scott

      great post, ryan, thanks. I never read Gogol, but you hooked me with the mention of ‘the Pederson Kid.’ Looking at these stories my first impression is that G’s use of frame is so much more disposable than Poe’s or LeFanu’s, and that makes a big difference for me. The only recent-and it’s not that recent-fiction that spooked me was that of Kathe Koja (her novels from the 90s). I ordered Nick Antosca’s Midnight Picnic, though–

  21. pr

      Great post! I haven’t read him in ages and don’t know the two stories you mention. This is fantastic. Thanks. I just picked up hawthorne last night and now i might put him down and look for Gogol. I love this “i like …alot”. Jimmy’s idea was very good.

      I agree that some of the new translations of Russian stuff can help make it more accessible. JD-Read War and Peace! It’s my favorite book.

  22. pr

      Great post! I haven’t read him in ages and don’t know the two stories you mention. This is fantastic. Thanks. I just picked up hawthorne last night and now i might put him down and look for Gogol. I love this “i like …alot”. Jimmy’s idea was very good.

      I agree that some of the new translations of Russian stuff can help make it more accessible. JD-Read War and Peace! It’s my favorite book.

  23. Ryan Call

      laura, what do you mean by ‘disposable’? i mean, in reference to the frame structure. disposable as in not necessary? i like a lot of how gogol slips in and out of this really self-aware storytelling style: ‘dear reader’ and that sort of thing. but it doesnt bother me when he does it.

      jd thank you for that write up on pevear/volohsnky

  24. Ryan Call

      laura, what do you mean by ‘disposable’? i mean, in reference to the frame structure. disposable as in not necessary? i like a lot of how gogol slips in and out of this really self-aware storytelling style: ‘dear reader’ and that sort of thing. but it doesnt bother me when he does it.

      jd thank you for that write up on pevear/volohsnky

  25. barry

      blake, aaron:

      i hear evreryone getting all apeshit crazy over evenson all the time. it must just be something im missing. i tried to read open curtain twice and it put me to sleep. is there something else of his i can read that feels different.

  26. barry

      blake, aaron:

      i hear evreryone getting all apeshit crazy over evenson all the time. it must just be something im missing. i tried to read open curtain twice and it put me to sleep. is there something else of his i can read that feels different.

  27. aaron

      probably not, barry. if you couldn’t get into curtain i don’t really foresee you changing mind with something like wavering knife or last days, though i could be wrong.

  28. aaron

      probably not, barry. if you couldn’t get into curtain i don’t really foresee you changing mind with something like wavering knife or last days, though i could be wrong.

  29. pr

      barry- i read a short story of his courtesy of bb here in the comment section, i think?–, that is online called “post shooting etiquette.” it did not give me the feeling of terror, but it is sort of coldly interesting and i’m trying to write about it in comparison to edwidge dandicat’s latest story in the nyorker in terms of meanings of violence…one, in haiti and “realistic fiction”, the other- seemingly concerned with as he put it in some interview, moral “blank spaces” that leave meaning up to the reader, or in other words, projected meaning vs. inherent. not sure if i’ll read one of hhis novels, though

  30. pr

      barry- i read a short story of his courtesy of bb here in the comment section, i think?–, that is online called “post shooting etiquette.” it did not give me the feeling of terror, but it is sort of coldly interesting and i’m trying to write about it in comparison to edwidge dandicat’s latest story in the nyorker in terms of meanings of violence…one, in haiti and “realistic fiction”, the other- seemingly concerned with as he put it in some interview, moral “blank spaces” that leave meaning up to the reader, or in other words, projected meaning vs. inherent. not sure if i’ll read one of hhis novels, though

  31. barry

      yeah, i like alot of his short stories that i’ve read. the one in lamination colony was kick ass, and a few others that i read. i’ll try wavering knife.

  32. barry

      yeah, i like alot of his short stories that i’ve read. the one in lamination colony was kick ass, and a few others that i read. i’ll try wavering knife.

  33. Laura Ellen Scott

      ryan–‘disposable’ in that it doesn’t get in the way too much. 19th c frames often feel weirdly paternalistic to me. I know that’s a bad attitude.

  34. Laura Ellen Scott

      ryan–‘disposable’ in that it doesn’t get in the way too much. 19th c frames often feel weirdly paternalistic to me. I know that’s a bad attitude.

  35. Ryan Call

      laura, yeah, that makes much sense to me. there’s something about the way he frames his stories, something very honest seeming in the technique, that i like. and yeah, i dont at all feel like they get in the way.

  36. Ryan Call

      laura, yeah, that makes much sense to me. there’s something about the way he frames his stories, something very honest seeming in the technique, that i like. and yeah, i dont at all feel like they get in the way.

  37. Blake Butler

      hm yeah, if you didn’t get into open curtain i dont know what the hell is wrong with you ;)

      the wavering knife has some of the most cold blooded and just numbing stories i’ve ever read. though i can’t guarantee if you didnt get into the others that this will affect you differently? though i would encourage the try.

  38. Blake Butler

      hm yeah, if you didn’t get into open curtain i dont know what the hell is wrong with you ;)

      the wavering knife has some of the most cold blooded and just numbing stories i’ve ever read. though i can’t guarantee if you didnt get into the others that this will affect you differently? though i would encourage the try.

  39. aaron

      wavering knife is stories, and so you might actually like that, barry. the very first story in it (“White Square?” it is about squares but i don’t think titled as such) blows me away every time i read it.

      you might like his upcoming LAST DAYS. two novellas that, together, form one novel; I think like it feels more like his shorter fiction. maybe.

  40. Blake Butler

      pr, yeah, ‘post shooting’ has less of the terror in it, and is more just so calculated and of aura.

      in wavering knife, there is a story ‘installation’ that makes me feel like i might implode, in a good way, from what it implies and how it presents internal disruption made manifest. i’m not sure what i meant by that, but yea.

      the tone in that book is just insanely on point

  41. aaron

      wavering knife is stories, and so you might actually like that, barry. the very first story in it (“White Square?” it is about squares but i don’t think titled as such) blows me away every time i read it.

      you might like his upcoming LAST DAYS. two novellas that, together, form one novel; I think like it feels more like his shorter fiction. maybe.

  42. Blake Butler

      pr, yeah, ‘post shooting’ has less of the terror in it, and is more just so calculated and of aura.

      in wavering knife, there is a story ‘installation’ that makes me feel like i might implode, in a good way, from what it implies and how it presents internal disruption made manifest. i’m not sure what i meant by that, but yea.

      the tone in that book is just insanely on point

  43. barry

      thats a really good point. i wonder if maybe reading short story collections and being in a “short story mindset” affects your ability to “get into” a novel.

      when i tried reading evenson i was so engulfed in microfictions, reading and writing them, tiny things. 500 word or less things. maybe that makes reading a novel impossible. i doubt it had to do with evenson, as i said, i read quite a few of his short stories and loved them. i’m gonna read wavering knife and then try open curtain again.

  44. barry

      thats a really good point. i wonder if maybe reading short story collections and being in a “short story mindset” affects your ability to “get into” a novel.

      when i tried reading evenson i was so engulfed in microfictions, reading and writing them, tiny things. 500 word or less things. maybe that makes reading a novel impossible. i doubt it had to do with evenson, as i said, i read quite a few of his short stories and loved them. i’m gonna read wavering knife and then try open curtain again.

  45. jereme

      i want gogol to give me head. his stach is hot.

  46. jereme

      i want gogol to give me head. his stach is hot.

  47. Kenry

      Appreciate the info guys, thanks

  48. Kenry

      Appreciate the info guys, thanks