[New-Poetry] World ending? American winning Prix Goncourt?

[Halvard Johnson]

November 7, 2006

American Writer Is Awarded Goncourt

By ALAN RIDING
PARIS, Nov. 6 — Jonathan Littell, a New York-born writer whose French- 
language novel about a murderous and degenerate SS officer has been  
the sensation of the French publishing season, on Monday became the  
first American to win France’s most prestigious literary award, the  
Prix Goncourt.

The 903-page book, “Les Bienveillantes,” was the strong favorite for  
the century-old prize that goes to novels written in French. Previous  
winners include Marcel Proust, André Malraux, Simone de Beauvoir and  
Marguerite Duras; non-French citizens including Tahar Ben Jelloun,  
Amin Maalouf and Andreï Makine have also won the Goncourt.

“Les Bienveillantes,” or “The Kindly Ones,” has been acquired by  
HarperCollins for publication in the United States and has already  
been sold for translation into German, Spanish, Hebrew and several  
other languages. Last month the book, which has so far sold some  
250,000 copies in France, won the Académie Française’s annual fiction  
prize.

Mr. Littell, 39, who has tried to escape the circus atmosphere  
surrounding his sudden celebrity, even refusing to appear on  
television to promote his novel, recently moved to Barcelona and did  
not come to Paris for today’s announcement.

“He hopes his absence will not be misunderstood or, even less, be  
interpreted as disdain for the jury,” his French publisher, Antoine  
Gallimard, told reporters here. “He has no need for publicity, both  
out of modesty and because he believes that literature is not part of  
show business, that what’s important is the book.”

Still, part of the novelty of “Les Bienveillantes” is that it was  
written in French by an American, although one who grew up in France  
after his father, Robert Littell, a journalist-turned-thriller  
writer, moved the family here in the 1970s.

Later, after attending college in the United States, at Yale, Mr.  
Littell spent much of the 1990s working for the French humanitarian  
group Action Against Hunger, in conflict zones including Bosnia,  
Afghanistan and Chechnya.

In occasional interviews with French newspapers, he has explained  
that the idea for the project first came to him in 1989 after he saw  
“Shoah,” Claude Lanzmann’s landmark documentary about the Holocaust.  
But it was only in 2002 that he began research for the book, whose  
first draft he wrote in 112 days.

Mr. Littell eventually gave the manuscript to his father’s agent,  
Andrew Nurnberg, who offered it to four French publishers under the  
pseudonym of Jean Petit. Éditions Gallimard bought it for an advance  
of $38,000 (30,000 euros) and, this summer, printed 12,000 copies.  
Almost immediately French critics enthusiastically responded, with  
one even comparing it to “War and Peace” and other epic novels.

That said, “Les Bienveillantes” is an improbable best seller, not  
only because it comprises 903 pages of small print, but also because,  
apart from a long-forgotten science fiction book, “Bad Voltage: A  
Fantasy in 4/4,” published in the 1980s, this is Mr. Littell’s first  
attempt at fiction.

Written in the first person, it is the memoir of Maximilien Aue, a  
well-educated former SS officer who has managed to escape punishment  
after the war and reinvent himself as a lace manufacturer in northern  
France. It is not a confession, though, because Aue sees no reason to  
apologize. Rather, it is a matter-of-fact description of his  
decadence — homosexual sadomasochism and incest with his sister — and  
of his murderous role in the Nazi nightmare.

“Brother humans, let me tell you how things happened,” Aue begins,  
soon adding: “If I have finally decided to write, it is no doubt to  
pass the time and also, possibly, to clarify one or two obscure  
points, perhaps for you and for myself. Moreover, I think it will do  
me good.”

Born of a German father and a French mother, Aue notes, to explain  
his fluent French, that he attended secondary school and college in  
France. “Like most people, I did not ask to become an assassin,” he  
writes. “If I had had my way, as I said, I would have gone into  
literature.”

The war takes him to Ukraine during the massacre of Jews at Babi Yar;  
to Stalingrad, where he is wounded; and to Auschwitz. Like Forrest  
Gump, he meets historical figures, in this case infamous Nazis, among  
them Adolf Eichmann, Albert Speer, Rudolf Hess and, in the book’s  
final pages, Hitler himself. All in all he personifies Hannah  
Arendt’s famous notion — she applied it to Eichmann — of the  
“banality of evil.”

Unsurprisingly, “Les Bienveillantes” has been debated here as much  
for its historical accuracy as for its literary qualities, with Mr.  
Lanzmann lamenting that Mr. Littell “is fascinated by horror and the  
décor of death,” and other critics complaining that the novel is  
weighed down by documentation. But a more typical view, like this one  
from the weekly Le Point, is that the book “exploded onto the dreary  
plain of the literary autumn like a meteor.”

Every year what they call the “literary autumn” — or “la rentrée  
littéraire” — spawns a veritable avalanche of fiction, with no fewer  
than 475 new French novels and another 207 in translation published  
this season. In the summer French publishers choose which novels they  
will promote for various literary awards guaranteed to boost sales.

No less a ritual, though, is a heated debate about the maneuvering by  
French publishers that precedes these awards. Critics complain that,  
unlike those who select most American and British literary prizes,  
the same jurors for the French prizes sit in judgment for years on  
end, and that most are themselves writers closely aligned to leading  
publishers like Gallimard, Grasset and Le Seuil.

This year the credibility of the prizes was freshly battered by the  
timely publication of two books of journals. Jacques Brenner, a  
former senior editor at Grasset who died in 2001, described how  
publishers agreed to support one another’s books on juries. In one  
entry in 1985, he writes that, to thank Alain Robbe-Grillet for  
helping Bernard-Henri Lévy win the Médicis prize the previous year,  
Grasset “will publish a bad erotic novel” by Robbe-Grillet’s wife.

More topically, a diary published last month by Madeleine Chapsal, a  
longtime juror for the Prix Femina, included a bitter observation  
that last year’s verdict was determined before the jury even met.  
This prompted the Femina jury to expel Ms. Chapsal; another juror,  
Régine Deforges, then resigned in solidarity.

Still, this year’s Femina prize, awarded to the Canadian-born writer  
Nancy Huston for her new novel, “Lignes de Faille,” or “Fault Lines,”  
was considered well deserved. And with “Les Bienveillantes” winning 7  
of 10 votes in the Goncourt jury, no one has suggested that this  
result was fixed.


"I'm not afraid of dying. I just don't want
  to be there when it happens."
		--Woody Allen

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