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PU-239 and Other Russian Fantasies: A Novella and Stories Hardcover – Aug 18 1999


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Product Details

  • Hardcover: 272 pages
  • Publisher: Milkweed Editions (Aug. 18 1999)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1571310290
  • ISBN-13: 978-1571310293
  • Product Dimensions: 2.5 x 14.6 x 22.2 cm
  • Shipping Weight: 531 g
  • Average Customer Review: 3.5 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (11 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #2,923,794 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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In his second book of short stories, Ken Kalfus takes on the speeding troika that is Russia in the 20th century. It's an astonishing act of literary ventriloquism, displaying a range of subjects and techniques that would be remarkable in any writer, and is that much more so in one working in a tradition not his own. There are not one but many Russias in Pu-239 and Other Russian Fantasies: the giddy utopianism of the early Soviet Union; the postwar Stalinist personality cult; the brief thaw of '60s liberalism; and, perhaps most affectingly, the post-Gorbachev state, in which infrastructure crumbles while workers go unpaid. The title story begins with an accident in a nuclear plant and ends in unwitting apocalypse, as a technician dying of radiation poisoning attempts to sell weapons-grade plutonium on the black market. The result is part tragedy, part Fargo-style farce, featuring hoodlums so dumb they think they're dealing in drugs: "'What did he call it?' ... 'Plutonium. From Bolivia, he said.'" In "Anzhelika, 13," a young girl is convinced she has caused Stalin's death, while "Salt" is a satiric fairy tale about supply and demand. "Budyonnovsk" finds Viktor Chernomyrdin negotiating not with Chechen hostage-takers but with an exhausted, embattled Russian Everyman, Vasya, who is "old enough to know what a real job is, but not old enough to have ever had one."

The short-story collection suits Kalfus; its eclecticism let him come at his subject from as many angles as he can dream up (and that's a lot). It's harder to sustain the same kind of imaginative momentum in a longer form, which makes the book's final novella an unexpected success. "Peredelkino" follows two writers through an intricate dance of literature, politics, jealousy, and desire, and then closes on a lovely and moving image. The narrator--discredited, disillusioned, his career finished--stands outside his own house "in the dark nowhere place from where authors always watch their readers." Inside is his wife, to whom he has been repeatedly and flagrantly unfaithful, oblivious to his presence but transfixed by his book:

I knew that shortly there would be many explanations to be made, however imperfectly, and then confessions and recriminations, protestations of grief and loss, and then at last hard, practical calculation. Before that, I wanted to absorb, place in words that I would always be able to summon, an image of her like that, the passionate reader.
In a sense, that's us he's looking at, absorbed in the book we've just finished. Kalfus is the kind of writer who can tip his hat to the reader--who can acknowledge our complicity--all without ever lifting us out of the world he's created. Most fiction speaks to either the heart or the head; his does both with ease. --Mary Park

From Publishers Weekly

These five short stories and one novella demonstrate Kalfus's sense of the absurd, and his marvelous knowledge of modern Russia. The jewel of this collection is its eponymous first story. Timofey, a nuclear engineer, absorbs a toxic amount of radiation in an accident at his workplace, an obsolete provincial nuclear weapons facility. Hoping to leave his family some money after his death, Timofey steals some plutonium and takes it to Moscow, planning to sell it on the black market. But Yeltsin-era Moscow perplexes him absolutely. He makes the mistake of trusting Shiv, a small-time hoodlum who knows no physics: the results are comic and awful at once. Other stories describe the long shadow of Stalinism. "Birobidzhan" is a fascinating version of the bizarre "homeland" for Jews that Stalin sanctioned and attempted to build within Russia. In "Anzhelika, 13," a girl gets her first period on the day Stalin dies. Terrified, she equates the national mourning, her brutish father's grief and her body's function. The novella, "Peredelkhino," begins with the narrator, Rem Petrovich Krilov, about to produce a servile review of a novel by Leonid Brezhnev. The narrative then flashes back to the '60s, just before the Prague Spring, when Krilov is a rising star of Moscow's official literary culture, with his own suburban dacha. After the defection of a beautiful writer whom he had innocently recommended to an editor, Krilov falls from grace; in the repressive post-1968 climate, he is tarred with her "crime." Kalfus shows a striking talent for transcultural understanding, and for depicting the very strange; fans of Paul Bowles, or of Kalfus's earlier collection, Thirst (to be released in paperback by Washington Square Press), won't want to miss these new tales. Agent, Michael Carlisle. Author tour. (Sept.) FYI: First serial rights to one of the stories, "Salt," have been sold to Bomb magazine.
Copyright 1999 Reed Business Information, Inc.

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By Leonard Fleisig TOP 1000 REVIEWER on Jan. 10 2002
Format: Paperback
Pu-239 consists of a collection of six short stories followed by a novella. The short stories cover a broad range of topics and cross the vast geographic expanse (Moscow, Chechnya, an area like Chernobyl, and the former Soviet/Jewish Republic of Birobidzhan) that is the former USSR. Some of the stories work and read well. Pu-239 and Birobidzhan work particularly well. Others, Orbit and Anzhelika, 13 are acceptable. Salt and Budyonnovsk, are not particularly good. The Novella, Peredelkino, concludes the collection and is Kalfus' best piece of writing. Ironically, it also explains the pitfall that keeps this work from a higher rating. Much has been made in prior reviews and in the dust jacket of Kalfus' 4-year stay in the USSR/CIS. Some have argued that the stories reflect the broad but ultimately superficial range of Kalfus' knowledge of Russia. This is a valid criticism. However, the importance of that criticism depends upon whether you believe that a short story requires the same kind of depth one would look for in a novel. Further, it depends upon whether you view in-depth knowledge to be a pre-requisite for a good story. Peredelkino centers on a Soviet writer and member of the Writer's Union during the Brezhnev regime. The protagonist receives fierce criticism for a novel that focuses on life on a Soviet merchant vessel. The criticism centers on his lack of precise in-depth information about life on the ship. It shows, his critics argue, a lack of concern for Soviet realism. The writer complains that the facts were not essential. He writes fiction and the ship was merely a fiction delivery device. Kalfus, to a certain extent, faces the same criticism. Despite his 4-year stay, his stories do not seem to cut below the outer levels of reality of Soviet life.Read more ›
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This is the second collection of short stories written by Mr. Kalfus, and additionally includes a novella as the final installment. This series of work was generally less well received than his first book entitled, "Thirst", however I came across "Pu-239", first so my expectations were limited. His first effort was highly praised, however I found it barely readable, this second work is worse.
This collection of Russian tales is the result of his having spent 4 years in the Former Soviet Union, and, "traveling the breadth of the Russian landscape". I think this statement is fair as he evidently did not travel the areas depth, as these stories are for the most part cliché, shallow, and sprinkled with historical bits of trivia as in, "Orbit", that anyone who has read anything of the Russian Space Program knows of. The suggestion the Author spent years immersed in the culture of The Former Soviet Union may be true, but you will not find it in these stories.
"Pu-239", begins and holds some interest even though it appears as a knock off of a Chernobyl like incident. At the end of its 30 pages it deteriorates into actions by characters that lack a high enough I.Q. to walk upright. "Salt", is just plain insulting to the reader. This fable might be appropriate in a children's book, but Aesop already has that area covered.
As I mentioned in my comments on the first collection, I was perhaps the odd reader out, not so this time. This book and its contents are just plain bad. Fortunately the reader is excused another Reading Group Guide, or the condescension would be insufferable.
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By A Customer on July 21 2000
Format: Hardcover
this is the most absurd collection of short stories i have ever encountered, and i don't mean in the danill kharms sort of way. in order for any of these stories to be believable, the author must do one of two things: either make them reasonable, or get the reader to suspend disbelief. kalfus does neither of these. he obviously has pretentions, but he winds up strictly pretentious. living in Moscow for four years obviously made him want to write the great russian novel, which is an absurd notion to begin with, and he tries so hard, too hard in fact that the product is nothing more than parody. his characters are obvious, his devices are silly, and his prose is choppy. if you want to read something about russia, do not look here (it might not be a bad idea to get a russian author, or at least a non-russian author who actually understands russian culture, language, tradition, etc.). about the only thing russian about his characters are their names. this is just plain bad.
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Having read (and loved) "Thirst" let me say that I do think Kalfus is a fine writer, a brave guy (for going to godforsaken Russia) and an all-around Smart Guy if not a card-carrying Nabokov/D.F.Wallace Brainiac. Having said that, I hated this book and couldn't wait to put it down.
Where the stories in "Thirst" were like little bright pieces of glass that unexpectedly turn out to be diamonds, these stories seem stolid and uptight and very, very proper.
Anyway, I'd skimmed the title story in "Harper's" when it appeared and it seemed like a "Harper's" short story--inaccessible, bleak, sad. When I read it here, I got the unfortunate joy of being proven right. It's a Harper's story.
Look, I'll read and check out anything Kalfus writes, but this book feels very English-teachery to me and not something I'd recommend. Meaning: It's scolding, bitter, sad, depressing. Like someone standing over your shoulder telling you how WRONG you are about everything. Ugh.
Read "Thirst" instead.
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