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Jesse Kavadlo. Don DeLillo: Balance at the Edge of Belief.
NY: Peter Lang, 2004. 170p.
Randy Laist
University of Connecticut
Don DeLillo: Balance at the Edge of Belief is one of several recent
book-length studies of DeLillo to make the argument that the author must at
long last be rescued from the critical excesses of postmodern theory. In
harmony with Joseph Dewey's Beyond Grief and Nothing: A Reading of Don
DeLillo (2006) and David Cowart's Don DeLillo: The Physics of Language
(2004), Kavadlo's book advocates a reading of Don DeLillo that depicts the
author as writing against postmodern conceits rather than in sympathy with
them. Kavadlo gives this argument a humanist spin; his DeLillo is a detective
of basic human experiences. "DeLillo does nothing less than locate and expose
fear, love, and evil in the world" (7). Despite Kavadlo's opening remark
that "we live in DeLillo-esque times" (1), his DeLillo is a champion of
the transhistorical values of "unironic faith" and "unambiguous reality."
One cannot avoid Kavadlo's implication that an optimistic reading of
DeLillo implies an optimistic reading of these "DeLillo-esque times."
Of course, all that stands between Kavadlo and the humanistic reading he
proposes is the totality of DeLillo's written output, which has continually
reveled in depictions of faith as infinitely ironized and reality as
constitutionally warped into radical ambiguity. Kavadlo does not pretend
that this is not the case, and most of the text of his book is dedicated
to unraveling the complexities of DeLillo's depictions of deconstructionist
semantics or hyperreal subjectivities. Nevertheless, his thesis insists,
DeLillo persistently suggests the transcendence of belief and selfhood.
Although Kavadlo's title and his rhetoric both suggest the metaphor of
"balance" as a way of reconciling the humanistic and the post-humanistic
strains in DeLillo's artistry, Kavadlo repeatedly tips the scales in favor
of the former. Consequently, his DeLillo comes off sounding a little more
like Saul Bellow or Toni Morrison than like Don DeLillo. To add to the
difficulty, while Underworld may be an easier text to read from a humanist
perspective, White Noise, Libra, and Mao II, the
three other texts that Kavadlo considers, put up much more resistance.
It is easy to read these three novels as a trilogy about the dismantling
of humanist values in the contemporary era. Kavadlo's arguments to the
contrary, although full of insight and wit, fail to convince. After
several pages about the labyrinthine postmodern puzzles DeLillo has
constructed, Kavadlo regularly jumps abruptly to some humanist image
that supposedly eliminates the implications of everything else. One feels
that if he had read through the irony rather than merely against
it, he would come to a truer position on the character of DeLillo's writing.
For example, Kavadlo reads White Noise as "an old-fashioned cautionary tale,
recast in the language of postmodernity" (41). Kavadlo admits that love is "seldom
mentioned" in the novel, and that "passion and grace" are "completely ignored," but
nevertheless insists that these are the central themes of the novel, as if depicting
the absence of faith and love were only another, functionally identical way of
depicting the triumph of faith and love. Kavadlo insists that "Beneath its postmodern
and paranoid guise, Libra presents characters yearning for a kind of salvation
that is more spiritual than political or even personal" (47). If there is any crucial
difference between the yearning that finds expression in gunning down the president
and the yearning that wishes on a star, Kavadlo does not say. The discussion of
Mao II, similarly, recognizes that there is a problematic oxymoron in
DeLillo's depiction of "spiritual consumerism" (98), but Kavadlo's rhetoric
picks up on the word "spiritual" and easily disregards whatever violent, banal,
or paranoiac activity it describes. Kavadlo's best chapter is about Underworld,
not only because this is the DeLillo novel that is probably most conducive to the
humanist reading, but also because it seems like Kavadlo has loosened up on his
strangling thesis a little bit and is more willing to acknowledge ambiguity.
Whereas Kavadlo had tried unconvincingly to depict the dehumanizing crowds in
Mao II as expressions of Bakhtinian heteroglossia, the crowds in
Underworld really do suggest the more democratic, humanistic values
that Kavadlo is looking for. At the same time, Kavadlo's Underworld
chapter sustains an open-ended balance between images of romanticism and
images of nihilism; between the kinds of connections that are humanistic
and the kinds of connections that are paranoid. Kavadlo's consideration of
the instability which DeLillo brings to bear on humanist assumptions comes
closest to exposing what is so unsettling in DeLillo's writing.
Kavadlo's book is the only one of seven published full-length studies of DeLillo
to focus specifically on a handful books, rather than sweeping through the
entirety of the DeLillo's 30-year output. This is a great strength of Kavadlo's
book. It is not as rushed and manic as many other books on DeLillo; Kavadlo
takes the necessary time to do justice to the rich texture and thematic
complexity of the novels he considers. This technique, along with his
sympathetic, humanistic reading of DeLillo's characters, allows Kavadlo
to point out many compelling nuances that have been overlooked in previous
studies. Particularly noteworthy are Kavadlo's discussions of the intimate
human moments shared by members of the Gladney family, the rampant doubling
which turns Libra into a dizzying game of mirrors, and the Oedipal
undercurrents in Mao II. Kavadlo's final chapter presents an amusing
and insightful critique of DeLillo's public persona. Kavadlo turns Barthes
on his head by claiming that, rather than having died leaving nothing but a
text, the 20th-century author has evolved into a talk show icon, a figure
of authority whose cultural relevance far outdistances the status of his or
her poor unread text. In addition to parodying this turn of events in his
novels, Kavadlo argues, DeLillo's own self-creation as a figure who is part
priest and part garbage man represents a self-effacing response to cultural
attitudes about authors.
The book certainly lends a fresh perspective to DeLillo studies, but one is
left with a lingering doubt as to whether it elevates or reduces DeLillo's
artistry to consider it as an expression of transhistorical values. DeLillo
is such a creature of the contemporary world. His stylistic uniqueness seems
to echo the historical uniqueness of our contemporary situation within an
unprecedented media ecology. But such techno-historical change is only
meaningful against a background of values that persist, and to lose
sight of the "spiritual yearning that will transcend our present state,
just as it has preceded it" (154) would, Kavadlo argues, diminish our
appreciation of DeLillo's accomplishment.
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