{"id":12942,"date":"2014-05-27T01:53:48","date_gmt":"2014-05-27T05:53:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/?p=12942"},"modified":"2014-05-27T01:58:11","modified_gmt":"2014-05-27T05:58:11","slug":"bohumil-hrabal-rambling-on-an-apprentices-guide-to-the-gift-of-the-gab","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2014\/05\/27\/bohumil-hrabal-rambling-on-an-apprentices-guide-to-the-gift-of-the-gab\/","title":{"rendered":"Bohumil Hrabal: <em>Rambling On: An Apprentice&#8217;s Guide to the Gift of the Gab<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One afternoon I was in a little restaurant\/bar listening to a truck driver tell the most wonderful stories. No matter how outlandish or grotesque the tales, he could sell them as having really happened. Like the time he crested a hill in backwoods Arkansas and plowed into a herd of sheep . . . when you laugh at a man describing how he used a tire tool to pry dead sheep from his wheel wells you know you\u2019re listening to a master storyteller. I thought of that truck driver &#8212; what it takes and what it means to be a master storyteller &#8212; as I read Bohumil Hrabal&#8217;s <em>Rambling On: An Apprentice&#8217;s Guide to the Gift of the Gab<\/em> (1970s; tr. from the Czech by David Short, 2014). <a title=\"Dwight's Hrabal Posts\" href=\"http:\/\/bookcents.blogspot.com\/search\/label\/Bohumil%20Hrabal\" target=\"_blank\">My posts on Hrabal<\/a> have made it clear how much I enjoy his books, and this collection of short stories may be my favorite yet. The reader is immersed in the sylvan Kersko settlement located in Bohemia, where the forest, cottages, byres, and pubs are populated with memorable people and animals.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"12944\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2014\/05\/27\/bohumil-hrabal-rambling-on-an-apprentices-guide-to-the-gift-of-the-gab\/rambling-on\/#main\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Rambling-On.jpg?fit=359%2C530&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"359,530\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"Rambling-On\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Rambling-On.jpg?fit=359%2C530&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-12944\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Rambling-On.jpg?resize=359%2C530\" alt=\"Rambling-On\" width=\"359\" height=\"530\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Rambling-On.jpg?resize=203%2C300&amp;ssl=1 203w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Rambling-On.jpg?fit=359%2C530&amp;ssl=1 359w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 359px) 100vw, 359px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>And the characters . . . ah, these creations are wonderful. There\u2019s an old man with wild hair who enjoys watching his goats fight over the window seat of the car when he drives them to pasture. There\u2019s two friends, both paralyzed below the waist, who share an insatiable love for life and beer (one of them permanently keeps a bottle-opener hanging from a string on his wheelchair). There\u2019s a friend with the best intentions in the world repeatedly messing everything up, not to mention frequently missing a turn in the road and wrecking his car. There\u2019s a nun who lovingly deals with her damaged wards. These characters are poignant and surprisingly real, expanding to a third dimension outside of the page.<\/p>\n<p>The stories are funny and often frivolous, but they also take on a serious and bittersweet tone when broken dreams of what might have been come into play. Dark and troubling components, barely lurking beneath the surface, add ambiguity on how to read Hrabal\u2019s stories. I\u2019ll focus on some recurring themes in these stories that highlight that ambiguity.<\/p>\n<p>Hrabal had a reputation for sitting in the pub, closely watching what went on around him and engaging in spirited conversations. The funniest stories in this collection usually involve a pub (or drinking in general) and the narrator\u2019s neighbors and friends. The two paralyzed friends, for example, demonstrate a beautiful testament to true friendship. Friendships take on added dimensions as other components are added, though. Pranks played by friends on each other make the reader question if there is any difference in how they would treat people they despise. The mood swings of a pub owner make one narrator question if the two were really friends, acknowledging he goes through the same swings, treating his own friends the same way at times (although he forgives him during his next &#8220;up&#8221; swing). The loss of a friend in a story leads to a question of who was going to amuse the pub goers now, as if the value of a friend is solely based on entertainment value.<\/p>\n<p>Entertainment value leads to a side-topic &#8212; the role of alcohol in these stories. The narrator of \u201cLucy and Polly\u201d tells us:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #003366;\">from six o\u2019clock onwards the sole preoccupation of any true man of Kresko and its forests is to spend a pleasant evening over a pint in the pub, and all the banter and chit-chat, the arguments and imbecilities are a brilliant way to unwind from our daily tribulations<\/span><em><span style=\"color: #003366;\"> . . .<\/span><br \/>\n<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Alcohol provides not just a social lubricant or relaxation but a form of entertainment in itself. Pub patrons laugh at each other\u2019s misfortunes on their way home from a night of drinking. In my favorite story, \u201cBeatrice,\u201d the narrator describes children with mental and physical defects as having a \u201cmantle of mercy\u201d around them, shielding them from the horrors of their life. Alcohol provides a similar \u201cmantle of mercy\u201d for many of the characters in these stories as dreams are broken and power is wielded arbitrarily against them. In the extended opening sentence of \u201cAn Apprentice\u2019s Guide to the Gift of Gab,\u201d which takes up almost the whole story, the narrator extols the usefulness of doing silly things like getting drunk \u201cwhile there\u2019s still plenty of time,\u201d but also hints at the worthlessness of his life that such behavior masks. It\u2019s one of many double-edged swords Hrabal wields in his stories.<\/p>\n<p>The greatest ambiguity, though, comes in the role of storytelling. The collection of stories in this book is a testament and celebration of the art of storytelling. Questions about storytelling\u2019s role in society and its purpose for listeners keep bubbling up in the text. The best storytellers in these stories usually have some sort of damage. In \u201cFining Salami\u201d the storyteller talks about how great life was until his wife left. The narrator remarks that his stories have been repeated many times, not just to provide comfort but more than likely an escape. Details in stories that should cause shame reveal a type of pride, allowing the teller to share his embarrassment while embellishing what happened. Since many of the stories deal with a distant past, they seem to afford the teller a way to revel in youth again. While the stories offer a wistful look back, they often provide a painful comparison with the present.<\/p>\n<p>The story of the troubled children mentioned in \u201cBeatrice\u201d provides a good example of the ambiguity in Hrabal\u2019s use of storytelling. The narrator lovingly describes the children and their behavior, but he seems to revel in their pitiful situation since it provides a great story. When the narrator asks Sister Beatrice if it would have been better if the children had never been born, she replies \u201cHomer was born blind,\u201d a non sequitur given the dire condition of these kids. Instead of applying her reply to the children, though, the narrator reflects on how Homer continues to live through his stories. Many of these tales highlight characters who similarly seem to want to live on forever through their tales. Since Hrabal saw the state destroy entire printing runs of his books, it\u2019s difficult not to apply this situation to him, too. As the narrator in \u201cBeatrice\u201d reflects, there is a \u201csacred radiance that irradiates everything\u201d making what happens beautiful and breathtaking, but it is memory and storytelling that makes it last beyond the fleeting moment.<\/p>\n<p>This collection of stories was originally subject to the Czechoslovakian censors. As in his other books, Hrabal\u2019s subversion wavers between subtle jabs and over-the-top farce. The local police commandant, his chest full of medals, makes several appearances in these stories (once as a narrator). The villagers acquiesce to the arbitrary whims of officials and silly laws. I get the feeling that Hrabal isn\u2019t necessarily political, it\u2019s just that his experience with Communists provides so much rich material. There\u2019s not many places you can read a great line like \u201cWe guard the substance of socialism against the foe, even if that foe turns out to be a feral cow.\u201d Hrabal turns out to be an equal-opportunity lampooner, though. As V\u00e1clav Kadlec points out in the Afterword, Hrabal focuses on the materialism of Czechs in his stories. While there is a subtle \u201cWest is best\u201d message, providing soft jibes at the centrally guided state, Hrabal also highlights the dark side in consumerism. One narrator\u2019s friend, obsessed with finding bargains, is \u201cin reality a poor wretch who wished not to have to contemplate the pointlessness of not only his life but all life.\u201d That escapism, whether through shopping, storytelling, or alcohol, provides a central theme to these stories.<\/p>\n<p>There\u2019s more in these stories, including echoes of history and meditations on eventual death, for the reader to explore. Thanks to Karolinum Press for putting out another wonderful book (and the University of Chicago Press for distributing it in the U.S.). I think this collection would be an excellent starting point for a reader wanting an introduction to Hrabal&#8217;s writing. Very highly recommended.<\/p>\n<p><em>Note:<\/em> I\u2019m working on getting a copy of Jir\u00ed Menzel\u2019s movie version of \u201cThe Snowdrop Festival\u201d that has English subtitles. I\u2019ll post on it if I\u2019m successful.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dwight reviews Bohumil Hrabal&#8217;s collection of stories, <em>Rambling On: An Apprentice&#8217;s Guide to the Gift of the Gab<\/em>, translated from the Czech by David Short. <a href=\"http:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2014\/05\/27\/bohumil-hrabal-rambling-on-an-apprentices-guide-to-the-gift-of-the-gab\/\"><u>Read the full post<\/u><\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":12945,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"libsyn-item-id":0,"libsyn-show-id":0,"libsyn-post-error":"","libsyn-post-error_post-type":"","libsyn-post-error_post-permissions":"","libsyn-post-error_api":"","playlist-podcast-url":"","libsyn-episode-thumbnail":"","libsyn-episode-widescreen_image":"","libsyn-episode-blog_image":"","libsyn-episode-background_image":"","libsyn-post-episode-category-selection":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_use_thumbnail":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_use_theme":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_height":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_width":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_placement":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_use_download_link":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_use_download_link_text":"","libsyn-post-episode-player_custom_color":"","libsyn-post-episode-itunes-explicit":"","libsyn-post-episode":"","libsyn-post-episode-update-id3":"","libsyn-post-episode-release-date":"","libsyn-post-episode-simple-download":"","libsyn-release-date":"","libsyn-post-update-release-date":"","libsyn-is_draft":"","libsyn-new-media-media":"","libsyn-post-episode-subtitle":"","libsyn-new-media-image":"","libsyn-post-episode-keywords":"","libsyn-post-itunes":"","libsyn-post-episode-itunes-episode-number":"","libsyn-post-episode-itunes-season-number":"","libsyn-post-episode-itunes-episode-type":"","libsyn-post-episode-itunes-episode-title":"","libsyn-post-episode-itunes-episode-author":"","libsyn-destination-releases":"","libsyn-post-episode-advanced-destination-form-data":"","libsyn-post-episode-advanced-destination-form-data-enabled":"","libsyn-post-episode-advanced-destination-form-data-input-enabled":false,"libsyn-post-episode-premium_state":"","libsyn-episode-shortcode":"","libsyn-episode-embedurl":"","_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[610],"tags":[575,560],"coauthors":[586],"class_list":["post-12942","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-bohumil-hrabal","tag-czech","tag-short-story"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Bohumil-Hrabal.jpg?fit=283%2C178&ssl=1","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pqqvZ-3mK","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12942","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12942"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12942\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12949,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12942\/revisions\/12949"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/12945"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12942"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12942"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12942"},{"taxonomy":"author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/coauthors?post=12942"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}