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Peter Boxall. Don DeLillo: The Possibility of Fiction.
London: Routledge, 2006. 252p.
Randy Laist
University of Connecticut
Vince Passaro reports that Don DeLillo, upon being told that his name was on a lot
of people's lips in the wake of 9/11, simply replied, "Well, I wish it weren't."
Whether he likes it or not, DeLillo is indisputably the American novelist whose
works seem most uncannily to have anticipated the millennial moment embodied in
those horrific attacks. In retrospect, it is impossible to look at the cover of
Underworld, a photograph of the Twin Towers shrouded in tombstone gloom,
or to read Players, which juxtaposes scenes of a Wall Street terrorist attack
with rhapsodic passages on the monumental unreality of the World Trade Center,
without imagining that DeLillo has peered into those latent sub-structures of
social consciousness which give shape to the future of history. Peter Boxall's
book Don DeLillo: The Possibility of Fiction deliberately adopts the frame
of 9/11 as a way of reading DeLillo's novels. Boxall charts a decade-by-decade
trajectory from the '70s into the '00s according to which DeLillo portrays
globalization as a trend that inexorably draws together the forces of economic
power and the forces of violent dissent, of technology and art, of transformation
and continuity, and of temporality and death until these binaries shed their
antagonistic identities and imbue one another with the characteristics of their
ostensible opposites.
This historical analysis of DeLillo's œuvre within the context of the temporality
of late capitalism and the millennial moment is one of the strengths which make
Boxall's book arguably the best full-length study of DeLillo (there are, to date,
seven other such published studies). It is a common and frequently observed
aspect of DeLillo criticism that critics tend to split over the issue of whether
DeLillo is an unregenerate postmodernist, as Frank Lentricchia has said, or a
"High Romantic Transcendentalist" as Harold Bloom has called him. In both kinds
of interpretation, however, the historical situatedness which is so distinctive
of all of DeLillo's writing tends to be overlooked in favor of one school or another
of literary theory. Boxall's technique of locating DeLillo within contemporary
history is a critical strategy that overcomes the postmodern-romantic dualism by
demonstrating how DeLillo's novels illustrate the contradictions between the
historical and the transhistorical ways of seeing which permeate his characters'
perception of their millennial age.
Boxall's persistent theme is that paradox is the centerpiece of all of DeLillo's
most central images. Boxall's model here, and conceivably DeLillo's, is Samuel
Beckett, who teaches us that failure is inevitable, but simultaneously that the
artist creates a space in which it is possible to "fail better." The world is
finished, but we nevertheless carry on. This variety of "but"-construction
proliferates throughout Boxall's analyses. DeLillo confronts us with the triumph
of death, but death is the shadowy space necessary for the emergence of creative
possibility. DeLillo points us toward the emergence of creative possibility, but
only as it manifests itself through the specter of death. Boxall's DeLillo is
always giving and taking with the same gesture. Boxall demonstrates however that
this level of poetic complexity and paradox is essential to teasing out the kind
of ontological short circuits that are DeLillo's stock in trade. Peace, apocalypse,
technology, and, most emphatically, death, are all ambivalently signifiers of
transcendence and facticity, of opening and closing, of termination and
possibility.
There are very few notes in Boxall's long study that ring false. A long section
on the references to Vietnam in White Noise is unconvincing, an extended
discussion of Milton seems out of place, and the discussion of Running Dog
is disproportionately meager. But the breadth and ambition of the book easily
overwhelm the impact of any such missteps. In the increasingly crowded field of
DeLillo studies, Boxall manages continually to present novel and surprising
insights. There is an impressive balance between the comprehensive reach of
Boxall's discussion and close readings of minute passages and images; a balance
which many other DeLillo studies fail to achieve. This combination enables
Boxall to draw compelling intertextual connections among DeLillo's thirteen
novels which manage to gather together the author's diverse output in ways
that the many individual journal articles about separate DeLillo novels
rarely do. Boxall draws our attention to the Oedipal motif which not only
recurs but develops and matures along with DeLillo's prose, the manner in
which DeLillo traces the progressive virtualization of the technologies he
describes from book to book, and, most delightfully, there is a long passage
tracing the image of the empty shoe as it manifests itself from the first
chapter of DeLillo's first novel into his pair of 21st-century books. And most
centrally, Boxall gives his reader a view of the progression of DeLillian
temporality as it moves up toward the millennial moment and then persists,
Beckettianly, beyond it, into the shapeless temporality of this current
decade for which, as Boxall trenchantly observes, we have no name (the naughts?
the zeroes?). The implications of Boxall's book push beyond the study of
DeLillo's novels themselves to suggest a starting point for broader research
into the time-sense of the Cold War and the post-millennial moment.
Finally, Boxall has handled the awkwardness of writing about a living, working
author with honesty and aplomb. Early on in his study, he makes the astute
observation that the manner in which canonization has attempted to "close the
book" on DeLillo before he has stopped writing is analogous to a persistent
theme in DeLillo's novels themselves, the premature "rush to the post" that
attempts to declare an end to history even as history continues to well up all
around us. Part of the manner in which Boxall is true to the "possibility" of his
book's title is by leaving the conversation open and keeping his statements about
DeLillo from narrowing down into an easy definitiveness. In this sense, the last
image that Boxall describes, the final paragraph of Cosmopolis, is ideal.
Eric Packer's death, completed in virtual space but yet unconsumated in "original
space" -- poised between the actual and the possible -- provides a compelling
metaphor for all of DeLillo's novels as Boxall has explicated them; they represent
a completion in process, a dying that lives beyond its death.
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