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Lightning: A Novel ReviewThomas Edison, masterminding a dubious turn-of-the 20th century media event, staged the electrocution death of Topsy, an unfortunate Coney Island elephant, on January 4, 1903. Blasting over six thousand volts through the poor pachyderm, Edison, a hardball entrepreneur, demonstrated the alleged dangers of a competing technology--alternating electrical current, otherwise known as AC. Edison's own technology, direct current, DC, was already electrifying upscale New York City neighborhoods and businesses, generating serious cash--much was at stake. Though that stunt may have won Edison the immediate public relations battle, he ultimately lost the long-term war. Alternating current, a superior and truly innovative technology, emerged on top of the heap, changed the world. QED.
But Nikola Tesla, the Serbian inventor and equally showy pitchman of world-beating alternating current, a steampunk Steve Jobs, ultimately didn't win much. He died many years later, broke and broken amidst the debris of fast lane 20th century life, a tragic genius of electrical power, his long list of inventions--alternating current, radar, wireless transmission, ubiquitous, yet somehow beyond his grasp, his interests diluted and lost thanks to his naiveté with big-time investor patrons like J. P. Morgan or George Westinghouse. Tesla, in a fit of crazed magnanimity, actually tore up a contract with Westinghouse that had entitled him to an amazing royalty of $2.50 per horsepower of electric power sold by his AC technology--not a wise move.
In this charming, quirky novel, the venerable French writer Jean Echenoz tells a short Faustian technology tale, a roman a clef, of Gregor, fictionalized stand-in for the great Serbian visionary, a Beckettian lost man, one of the 20th century's great coulda-shoulda's. Gregor didn't make a deal with the devil, but maybe he should've.
Echenoz, a present master of French fiction, born in 1947, is a risk-taker, a bit of a throwback to the exotic writers of the nouveau roman movement of the 1950s and `60s. Zigging when everybody else was zagging in postwar relief, these writers threw fizzing bombs at conventional fiction, tossing plot, description and character under the revolutionary literary bus. Alain Robbe-Grillet, Marguerite Duras or perhaps even Samuel Beckett, produced crazy novels of pure description, cinematically detailed, with surface-only views of life, unreadable for many. For these writers, the interior world or brooding theatrical moralizing was of little interest.
And in Lightning, (published in Paris last year as Des Eclairs, the third in a series of brief, biographical novels, Ravel, and Running, both tales of notable early 20th century lost men), Echenoz skims the sepia-toned, impeccably dressed, impenetrable surface of Gregor, a weird, asexual, lightning-obsessed, germaphobe, bird fancier--the equal of TV's strangely brilliant Monk, the obsessive-compulsive, detail-mad detective. What makes Gregor tick? Why's he like that? Was it because he was born under a bad sign, a cataclysmic lightning-laced thunderstorm, beautifully depicted in the novel's opening? We'll never know.
But fear not, Lightning, is a delight to read, beautifully translated from the French into a smoothly colloquial English by Linda Coverdale. Though the tale's load of electrical engineering wizardry detail is part of the novel's fabric--which may be for some a bit daunting, the reader has the benefit of knowing how the big technology picture turned out. Pretty well, thank you. And English majors are welcome and may successfully apply. Really. It's Echenoz's narrative voice, his teller of tales present tense, chatty voice, a self-deprecating, friendly `I', that does the trick, completely engaging the reader like a Donald Barthelme matter of fact Jiminy Cricket on-our-shoulder guide as we watch Gregor bumble on his picaresque journey through life--working to fulfill his lifelong dream: free energy to everybody, free energy to power the world or his visionary "wireless world system of communications." Sound familiar? These are some goals.
About that voice. Here's Echenoz's narrator, commiserating with the reader about Gregor's obsession with New York's pigeons:
"Pigeons? I mean really. The skulking, deceitful, boring, silly, feeble mindless, vile, vain pigeon....one should above all remember that when buying at the butcher's, pigeon is not very expensive."
Then, moving directly to the first line of the next chapter, continuing the thought:
"Because now Gregor is stone broke."
Echenoz deftly breaks that reader-author scrim, engaging and seductive.
And then, the narrator goes on:
"Personally, I've had about enough of them, these pigeons. And you've had enough of them too, I can tell. We've had enough of them and to tell the truth, fickle and ungrateful things that they are, the pigeons themselves have had enough of Gregor."
But it's not only the endearing voice. It's the magical writing itself, the lyrical language. Here, Echenoz describes Gregor, giving a product demonstration, holding an audience rapt:
"A tall wading bird in a swallow-tail coat, white tie, and patent-leather shoes with thick insulating cork-lined soles that put him, along with his top hat, at close to seven feet, Gregor stands out at first against the gloom of the stage, but spotlights gradually reveal around him a panoply of high-frequency equipment. A dim alcove contains Gregor's softly glowing coils, fluorescent lamps, and his eternal tubes, all gleaming off and on as if they were breathing. Here and there, flashes of light dart crackling from revolving gears. Small copper spheres or ovoids spin all by themselves atop velvet-draped tables, reversing direction at regular intervals."
This, then, is the ultimate magic of this tale of invention and innovation--the words, each in their precise place, obsessive in their detail, like Gregor. We also marvel at the visionary technology, which, as always, is indistinguishable from magic. Yes, it's a shame about Gregor (Tesla) and his tragically raw deal, but, in the end, we're living his future and it's rather fabulous. Lucky for us. There's something very satisfying about that.
Topsy did not die in vain.
Lightning: A Novel OverviewDrawn from the life of Nikola Tesla, one of the greatest inventors of his time,Lightning is a captivating tale of one man's curious fascination with the marvels of science.Hailed by the Washington Post as "the most distinctive voice of his generation," Echenoz traces the notable career of Gregor, a precocious young engineer from Eastern Europe, who travels across the Atlantic at the age of twenty-eight to work alongside Thomas Edison, with whom he later holds a long-lasting rivalry. After his discovery of alternating current, Gregor quickly begins to astound the world with his other brilliant inventions, including everything from radio, radar, and wireless communication to cellular technology, remote control, and the electron microscope.Echenoz gradually reveals the eccentric inner world of a solitary man who holdsa rare gift for imagining devices well before they come into existence. Gregor is a recluse—an odd and enigmatic intellect who avoids women and instead prefers spending hours a day courting pigeons in Central Park.Winner of the IMPAC Dublin Literary Award, Echenoz once again demonstrateshis astonishing abilities as a prose stylist as he vividly captures the life of an isolated genius. A beautifully crafted portrait of a man who prefers the company of lightning in the Colorado desert to that of other human beings, Lightning is a dazzling new work from one of the world's leading contemporary authors.
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