Alma said:
Now, Dave Eggers…
Eggers is a gifted writer. He is. But You Shall Know Our Velocity is a bore. A repetitive, juvenile bore. When Fitzgerald was 29, he produced The Great Gatsby. When Oates was 30, we got Expensive People. Let's be real clear about what we're dealing with here.
I am interested in his next book because Eggers attempts the voice of a Sudanese man. I'm intrigued to see if he can pull that off.
I agree, Alma, that YSKOV was a bore. I don't know if it was a total disappointment or failure, but it was boring, and I'm not sure what the point was. It had some nice moments in the beginning -- I particularly remember a scene where the main character and his buddy Hand are driving through Africa listening to Huey Lewis' "Do You Believe In Love" -- that I enjoyed immensely, but those moments were few and far between.
I don't think, in praising Eggers, anyone believes he's on the level with Fitzgerald or Oates. That's hardly fair. But think about Gatsby for a second, since you bring it up. It wasn't really considered anything special until five years after Fitzgerald was dead, which was 25 years after he published it. It sold something like 20,000 copies while he was alive, and he died penniless and drunk. It's hard to say what will be considered great thirty, forty years from now. I sort of wonder if there is some novel floating around that has been basically ingored that my kid's kids are going to be reading in English class, talking about how great it is.
What we're dealing with is a talented writer who, with his latest book, may have found a level of maturity that's going to produce great art for years to come. Instead of comparing him to someone like Fitzgerald or Oates, the most apt comparrison is someone like Zadie Smith, one of his friends and contemporaries. Both have produced one promising book, (HBWOSG and White Teeth), one stinker (YSKOV and Autograph Man) and one really good book (What is the What and On Beauty).
Zadie Smith said something in an interview awhile back that I thought was incredibly honest and brave. She said she knew she was talented, but that she also knew she wasn't talented enough to ever be considered one of the greats. That was a hard thing to accept, but in her heart, she knew it was true. I think the same thing is true of Eggers. He's not Scott Fitzgerald. He's not Philip Roth or Don Dellilo. He might not even be Jeffery Eugenidies. But he's certainly more interesting the Brett Easton Ellis, Jay McInerney, Donna Tartt or any of the previous generation's promising young writers.