Martin Amis's Koba the Dread

...Yet Amis lacks their sharp eyes, and is visually acute mostly when his senses have been quickened by disgust...

...The astronomical quantum of suffering endured by Stalin's victims "will not"—as Pasternak said, and Amis quotes—"fit within the bounds of consciousness," but the mind's best approximation has got to be in shuttling back and forth between the anecdote and the statistic, and this Amis does with a skill made brisk by anger...

...It's telling that Amis's last two novels have been haunted by the night sky as a vista of randomness and oblivion...

...Time's Arrow (1991) tells a different story on a very different scale, but is likewise a darkly comic protest against established results...

...it's then that he almost asks what sort of life is worth living...

...In the letter to Hitchens he borrows Hamlet's words: "I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth...

...Yet Amis's tone of personal grievance, his affrontedness and anger, seem directed less at his father and his friend Hitchens, or even at eager dupes on the Old or New Left, than at Stalin himself—that "passionate lowbrow," Lenin's "underbred mascot," who detested "anyone higher or better: a numerous company...

...Amis is fancy in the hip, urban way of mixing a thrift-store find with a designer piece...

...Such a book fulfills, in the blackest possible way, the novelist's dream—of a language almost unbearably thick with human significance...

...The firms taking out advertising space in the A-section of the New York Times clearly understand that it isn't any trick to move from sighing over the global woe to wondering if you could use a face-lift or a new shirt...

...Look at the modern infamies, the twentieth century sins...

...Here is unprepossessing Terry, from an early novel, Success (1978), lamenting his reversals of sexual fortune, especially as these compare with the triumphs of his toothsome brother: "Ah but from that BOOKS highpoint, let me tell you, from that proud peak, things definitely took a turn for the worse, things ceased to gel in the way they had been doing, things started to go wrong...

...Stalin had the census-takers killed...

...Life and its meanings fearfully contract into mere survival...

...These are first-person narrators talking, but Amis writes like this in all his voices...

...they are black voids understood, if at all, by means of fantastically large sums, and they imply that the jurisdiction of moral law is very local indeed...

...If these don't strike us as starkly as those posed by the powers defeated in the Second World War and the cold war, they do possess the advantage for the novelist of being intimate— which is not to say they aren't also vast...

...Heaping curses on a long-dead and all but universally reviled dictator is not a credible summons to intellectual conscience...

...BENJAMIN KUNKEL writes fiction and criticism...

...KORA THE DREAD: LAUGHTER AND THE TWENTY MILLION by Martin Amis Talk Miramax, 2002 306 pp $24.95 ALL NOVELISTS are Stylists, but only a few are known chiefly for having what Vladimir Nabokov called "a fancy prose style...

...To Martin this sentence "has no meaning—indeed, no content...

...But Amis's prose is rhetorical rather than imagistic, and likes to proceed by incremental variation on repeated words or notions...

...In The Information Amis jokes that "in the street outside, the old divisions of class and then race were giving way to new divisions: good shoes versus bad shoes, good eyes versus bad eyes (eyes that were clear, at one extreme, ranged against eyes that were far fierier than any Tabasco...

...His remarks on love and friendship are commonplaces of sentimentality, provoking no more reflection than his evaluation of evil...

...His explanation of evil, however, is something else, and a counterpart to his style...

...Yet Amis isn't only a stylist...

...The world has been to too many parties, been in so many fights, lost its keys, had its handbag stolen, drunk too much...

...Great Britain may be little more than an accessory where American power and culture are concerned, but Martin Amis nevertheless belongs to the upper reaches of an intensely stratified Anglophone civilization that is as abundant 98 n DISSENT / Winter 2003 with moral problems as it with so much else...

...In Koba the Dread, his son Martin follows up an outraged résumé of Stalin's crimes with an open letter chiding Kingsley's ghost for this utopian indulgence and another to Christopher Hitchens, calling him to account for failure to see, as an erstwhile Trotskyist, not the monstrosity of Stalinism, but its preparation at the hands of Lenin and Trotsky...

...We hear the echo of the colloquial "one in a million," and the dictionary will tell you that a googolplex is the number 1 followed by a thousand zeros...

...It isn't a necessary or sufficient condition of good fiction that it deal with moral problems at once private and public, but to write such novels is a high calling, and one Amis seems to have heard...

...Consideration of murder by the million alters the look of life...

...he is also a moralist...

...For years he's sought to give his work moral weight by worrying explicitly about nuclear war, or remembering the Holocaust, or now by enumerating Stalin's victims...

...There is not much trouble in ascertaining Martin Amis's judgments, or our own, when it comes to Hitler and Stalin...

...But it seems that to Amis the action of his novels is tainted by a fatal triviality...

...Over the past twenty years, no well-known British writer has seemed more a stylist than Martin Amis...

...Koba the Dread has not been generously received, and you can see why...

...Here again, this time from Koba the Dread, is Amis's credo: "When I read someone's prose I reckon to get a sense of their moral life...

...And while it may sound snide to say that Amis's big "modern infamies" and the world's unequal distribution of physical attractiveness and other marks of prestige compete, thematically, for top billing in his work, I don't mean it in quite that way...

...No doubt envy inspires much crime, and much of the worst...

...As he says in his memoir, Experience, "Style is morality: morality detailed, configured, intensified...

...What would it look like...

...Boasting many colorful surfaces, Amis's books lack a moral texture...

...This is kind of funny and kind of true, and anyway excites more interest and uncertainty than what we would get if confronted with goose-stepping boots...

...He knows what his life has been and still asks himself: "What happened...

...And to him these are one and the same...

...But if it is a totalitarian paradox to prescribe in advance the uses of freedom, it should not be beyond us, or Amis, to conceive of conditions of greater liberty than most workers and citizens enjoy, or to realize that speech and action become more circumscribed as jobs become more repetitive and exhausting, political choices fewer, and forms of culture more homogeneous...

...You may not always recall what his characters were and did...

...And in Night Train (1997), a female police officer investigates the DISSENT / Winter 2003 n 97 BOOKS suicide of a beautiful, wealthy, brilliant astronomer, discovering that "On the evening Jennifer Rockwell died, the sky was clear and visibility excellent...

...The sorry answer, of course, is that it was possible among several generations of Western intellectuals to ignore or minimize just what book of revelation Stalin's regime was spelling out...

...He sees more clearly than anything else such things as a cabbie's neck, "pocked and mottled, with a flicker of adolescent virulence in the crimson underhang of the ears," and Indian dogs with their air of being "abruptly promoted rats, bemused by their sudden elevation...

...That would make it the opposite of Conquest's language...

...his prose is notable for its slanginess as well as its lexical hauteur...

...it forgets the embattled decency of left oppositionists...

...But it seems to have escaped him that these streets could equally have sponsored just the serious moral dilemmas he has obviously craved for a subject...

...But not only youthful ambition and certain kinds of moral pride show a greater desire to shine than to see by the light one gives off...

...The streets of New York and London have accommodated perfectly those rivalries of success and failure, of snobs and yobs, of attractiveness and still more keenly registered ugliness that animate Amis's fiction...

...We can see, then, why it might have especially appealed to him to begin Koba the Dread (Koba was Stalin's nickname) with a quote from Robert Conquest's book on Soviet forced collectivization and the resulting famine: "in the actions here recorded about twenty human lives were lost for, not every word, but every letter, in this book...

...His novels from The Rachel Papers to The Information are, above all, comedies—playful, riffing, splashed with one-liners—and they inspire the thought that the laughter troubling Amis these days is his own, heard as an echo...

...A tab is presented...

...If the size of the universe and the endlessness of death mock our daily cares, it's hard to see how they permit the crimes of Stalin or Hitler to remain a big deal either...

...The Information (1995) concerns a middleaged failure of novelist continually aghast at his age and unsuccess: recalling the axiom that at a certain age a man has the face he deserves, Richard Tull looks into the mirror and thinks that "no one deserved the face he had...

...his most eloquent attitude is a vicious superbity...

...This BOOKS fancy prose remains reminiscent of something Robert Musil said about another young writer's idea of his own work: "[H]e was more dazzled by its brilliance than able to see what was going on in light of it...

...AMIS IS ONE of those who like to define the twentieth century in terms of enormous body counts...

...What would its citizens be saying and doing all day...

...Meanwhile, Amis writes about his Londoners and New Yorkers in tones his father once identified with journalism— those of a "non-committal superiority," a "pervasive unspecific irony...

...And yet style, as postulated, does suggest morality...

...This is the position of the universe with regard to human life...

...it treats differing analyses as loose "talk" rather than arguDISSENT / Winter 2003 n 9 5 BOOKS ments...

...Suppose we want to know what morality it entailed: what, then, was its style...

...It seems indecent but also unavoidable that someone consulting the bathroom mirror and someone contemplating the Holocaust should suffer versions of the same wish: to push the rewind button...

...His style, which can seem founded on the principle that some things bear repeating, is a natural vehicle for his preoccupations, which are often with what everyone knows and no one can accept...

...Martin Amis found his undeniably smart and sparkling style when he was very young, and has since refined without really revising it...

...Yet although we know that the world in which people die too quickly to count and the world in which we ourselves get and spend are in fact the same world, this is difficult to feel...

...you can always remember the language in which they were dressed...

...Yet it is comic, bleakly but genuinely, that Stalin reacted as he did when a Soviet census gave a smaller figure than he'd wanted: where, wondered their murderer, could all these missing people be...

...It all adds up...

...and it collapses into bathos when— many reviewers seized on this—Amis likens the cries of his infant daughter to those that must have been heard in "the deepest cellars of the Butrkyi Prison in Moscow during the Great Terror...

...Amis goes on to comment: "The book is 411 pages long...

...For myself, I was made freshly ashamed of certain casual ideas about the Soviet Union I'd had as an undergraduate, and glad to have left no record of them...

...Our ironic destiny...

...What you do in the morning is look in the mirror, then look in the paper...

...But just as soon as the question is posed, it is mooted by Amis's perspectives on the cosmic and the mundane...

...It's like putting one hand under hot water and the other under cold...

...The great passions of Amis's characters, especially in Money and The Information, are for getting laid, getting drunk, and getting ahead, and he is never a better writer than when following these worthy if often undignified campaigns...

...Amis's language is proud and ostentatious...

...The novelist Kingsley Amis, for one, though he wound up viciously and cartoonishly on the right, was a loyal member of the British Communist Party from 1941 to 1956...

...The Information abounds with observations such as this: "It seems that the universe is thirty billion years across and every inch of it would kill us if we went there...

...Who could ignore a book in which, as Amis writes, "guileless prepositions like at and to represent the murder of six or seven large families...

...So do good shoes, and many other things radiant throughout any unjust city with fame, glamour, and success...

...It offers such a quick, pained, and vivid account of Stalin's psychopathic career that Amis and his intelligently marshaled sources can't help but induce that pity and disgust that segments of the Western left for many years failed to feel...

...What was this mirth like when he had it...

...Moreover, the book contains no original research (the historian Orlando Figes has even shown that Amis gets a few facts wrong...

...But the envious and the arrogant are mostly in agreement on what constitutes value, and the morality they share is an ugly one, whatever the beauty on one side...

...After his right turn, Kingsley Amis could still concede that "The ideal of . . . the Just City, is one that cannot be discarded without lifelong feelings of disappointment and loss...

...There is something funny about people who exactly misdescribe themselves, and this is part of the answer to the question burdening Amis: how, knowing the nature of Stalin's rule and the approximate number of his victims, can we ever laugh at communism...

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...And if morality and politics by their nature involve vexing, imperfect, and necessary choices, then the thought of "the twentieth century sins" hardly engages our morality or politics at all...

...There was nothing on the planet it was that bad to do...

...The serial killer Frederick West was a "sordid inadequate" just as Stalin was "underbred" and a "lowbrow...

...It is all too easy to understand why in writing about Stalin Amis should associate death with impossibly large numbers...

...Koba the Dread's grievance against Stalin is so manifestly personal and—with no large company of Stalin-fanciers out there— so politically negligible, that one goes looking to Amis's other work for its source...

...Its characteristic and paradoxical moods are of a workmanlike gaiety, an energetic weariness, a relished disdain...

...The novel plays on rewind, as it were, the life-story of a Nazi doctor—a brilliant conceit, because the reversal of time also makes for an inversion of moral value: only in this backward world do Nazi doctors heal their patients and uphold the Hippocratic oath...

...we stare through civilization to its potential breakdown and through human variety to a common extinction...

...It might also be added that its antiutopianism is taunting and crude...

...These days, a denunciation of Stalin seems almost apolitical, like coming out against cancer...

...HE GETS CLOSER to fulfilling his ambition when he writes about suicide than when he writes about historically distant mass murder...

...Such words and deeds are indeed difficult to predict, since a just city would also be a free one...

...It may sound like sleuthing of my own, but I suspect mass murder and the night sky preside very similarly over Martin Amis's fiction...

...His characters are morally undifferentiated, all appetite and status anxiety, and when a condition like this looks inescapable, it can't be meaningfully judged...

...he tends to ascribe it to envious inferiority...

...Addressing the ghost of his father in his curious new book about Stalin, he writes: "I suppose . . . that there is one chance in a googolplex that [your daughter, also dead] is now at your side...

...Just what is this Just City...

...We know with as settled a knowledge as politics affords that the Great Terror and the Holocaust and Cambodia's Year Zero and Rwanda's Hutu Power genocide were abominations...

...This has a way of implying that life where it is tolerable is somehow marginal, thin, unrepresentative...

...Besides, in many instances Amis's language is furiously apt, as when he refers to the "ideological debauchery" of Stalin's remark that "together with the Germans we would have been invincible," or when he notes the killing irony "that a ruling order predicated on human per96 n DISSENT / Winter 2003 fectibility should reward, glorify, encourage and indeed necessitate all that is humanly base...

...In Amis's book of criticism, The War Against Cliché, the most decorated writers are Nabokov and Saul Bellow, and Amis evidently would like to be considered the successor of both...

...you won't be able to experience both temperatures at once...

...And the inability to bring the extremes of modern life into a relationship is part of what accounts, I think, for the impression throughout Amis's work of a frivolity at odds with itself...

...STILL, MARTIN Amis has produced a useful book...

...But for now the point is only that Amis developed early on a distinctive idiom— showy, jokey, repetitive, fierce, sentimental— and has stuck with it ever since...

...Martin Amis's novels are peopled mainly by educated liberal urbanites, among whom (and I am no dissenter here) it might be hard to find more consensus than on how terrible mass murder is, and how nice it must be to look nice...

...Nine years later, in Einstein's Monsters, a collection of parables and black fantasies on the theme of nuclear war (another case of death allied with astronomical figures), we have: "The world gets older...

...The worst of modern events are hard to look at—but they are also easy...