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<title>
Mar. 04, 1991: Weird World
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<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1991
Mar. 04, 1991 Into Kuwait!
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<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
BOOKS, Page 78
Weird World
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<qt>
<l>THE MIRACLE GAME</l>
<l>By Josef Skvorecky</l>
<l>Translated by Paul Wilson</l>
<l>Knopf; 436 pages; $22.95</l>
</qt>
<p> This is one of those big, demanding, convoluted novels that
no one is supposed to have the time to read anymore.
Furthermore, its author, Josef Skvorecky, who left
Czechoslovakia for Canada after Soviet tanks put an end to the
Prague Spring of 1968, displays a leisurely, literary
sensibility, as if words on a page could still hold their own
among sound bites and photo ops. Worst of all, the book's
subject--the lives of ordinary Czechoslovak citizens under
the unpredictable pressures of Soviet occupation--is already,
given the torrential crush of current events, an outdated
story. The tanks are long gone, and a playwright serves as the
elected President of Czechoslovakia. Now what's new?
</p>
<p> Well, The Miracle Game is, and those who adopt ready-made
excuses for skipping it probably deserve the nothing they will
get in return. Serious fiction affords an access to reality
that no number of headlines or newsclips can replace, and
fiction that entertains has the added advantage of making such
knowledge easy to take. In large measure, Skvorecky manages
that old-fashioned task of both instructing and delighting.
</p>
<p> His narrator is the relentlessly randy Danny Smiricky--also the hero of Skvorecky's critically praised The Engineer
of Human Souls (1984)--who habitually casts a jaundiced eye
on the weird world of his birthright: a subjugated land where
peasants bump elbows with intellectuals and the new dogma of
communism has declared war on old Roman Catholic beliefs.
Consigned in 1948 to teach the wisdom of Stalin at a vocational
school in the rural Czechoslovak village of Hronov, Danny
fights off a venereal disease contracted earlier and, rather
unsuccessfully, the temptations of his female students. While
he attends Mass with Vixi, one of the more importunate of his
potential seducers, in the local church, a presumptive miracle
occurs. Danny does not see it, but Vixi and other worshipers
do: an 18-in. wooden statuette of St. Joseph apparently moves
during the service. Initially, Danny tries to turn aside
reports of this happening--and his own status as an
inattentive witness--with a joke: "Signs like that appear
only to heathens. Never to backsliders."
</p>
<p> But soon nobody is laughing. Rumors about the ambulatory
statue spread, and a local sensation quickly mesmerizes the
nation. Feeling, quite correctly, threatened by all this talk,
the Communists charge the parish priest with rigging the
miracle to trick the faithful and discredit the ruling
authorities. A more sophisticated conspiracy theory has the
Communist Party plotting and executing the phenomenon so as to
expose the church to ridicule, as well as charges of treason
against the state. And there is a third possible interpretation:
that the hand of God actually reached down into that obscure
church to point muddled humans in the right direction.
</p>
<p> Danny witnesses much of this drama, although he is not
present at the cruel interrogation of the parish priest who is
being ordered to renounce his vision. And the narrator
remembers. Twenty years later, in what seems the dawning of a
new age, Danny ponders and probes the meanings of that long-ago
manifestation of the unbelievable, even while the liberal
transformations of early 1968 miraculously unfold. Which is
more unreal, that an icon should apparently come to life or
that an entire society should suddenly find itself breathing
free? The subsequent crackdown only makes the notion of divine
intercession that much more appealing.
</p>
<p> Danny's skeptical attempts to get to the bottom of this
event keep The Miracle Game on a coherent narrative track. The
detours, including wicked satires of some of the rulers and the
ruled during the past 40 years of Czechoslovak history, are
usually worth the time it takes to get through them. It must
be said that Danny's relentless womanizing grows tiresome; the
fictional representations of appetites, of whatever sort,
require variety, and Danny is pretty much a one-note sort of
guy. Still, sex is the last refuge of the oppressed, and
Skvorecky has presented Danny as he must have been in the bad
old days. Now that different days have arrived, in
Czechoslovakia and Eastern Europe, this novel is as good a
place as any to read signs of what may lie ahead.
</p>
<p>By Paul Gray.
</p>
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