{"id":5143,"date":"2011-01-18T01:26:12","date_gmt":"2011-01-18T05:26:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/?p=5143"},"modified":"2016-06-27T17:00:02","modified_gmt":"2016-06-27T21:00:02","slug":"alexandros-papadiamantis-the-murderess","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2011\/01\/18\/alexandros-papadiamantis-the-murderess\/","title":{"rendered":"Alexandros Papadiamantis: <em>The Murderess<\/em>"},"content":{"rendered":"<pre><span style=\"color: #003366;\"><em><strong>The Murderess<\/strong><\/em><\/span>\r\n<span style=\"color: #808080;\">by Alexander Papadiamantis (1903)<\/span>\r\n<span style=\"color: #808080;\">translated from the Greek by Peter Levi (1983)<\/span>\r\n<span style=\"color: #808080;\">NYRB Classics (2010)<\/span>\r\n<span style=\"color: #808080;\">144 pp<\/span><\/pre>\n<p>Well, here we go with the second NYRB Classic in a row. Because they are always refreshing and always interesting, I often crave NYRB Classics, and neither this one nor the last one have disappointed (though, be careful,\u00a0they only make the craving stronger). I&#8217;m always\u00a0shocked because I cannot believe the book I&#8217;m reading once languished out of print. This one was no exception. Despite the title &#8212; <em>The Murderess<\/em> &#8212; I was for some reason not expecting quite the chilling read this little book provided.<\/p>\n<p><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"5144\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2011\/01\/18\/alexandros-papadiamantis-the-murderess\/the-murderess\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/The-Murderess.jpg?fit=331%2C530&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"331,530\" 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=\"The-Murderess\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-medium-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/The-Murderess.jpg?fit=187%2C300&amp;ssl=1\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/The-Murderess.jpg?fit=331%2C530&amp;ssl=1\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-5144 size-full\" title=\"The-Murderess\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/The-Murderess.jpg?resize=331%2C530\" alt=\"\" width=\"331\" height=\"530\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/The-Murderess.jpg?resize=187%2C300&amp;ssl=1 187w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/The-Murderess.jpg?fit=331%2C530&amp;ssl=1 331w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 331px) 100vw, 331px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The title character is introduced with three names. She is\u00a0&#8220;Hadoula, or Frankissa, or Frankojannou,\u00a0[. . .]\u00a0a woman of scarcely sixty, well built and solid, with a masculine air and two little touches of moustache on her lips.&#8221; Frankojannou&#8217;s daughter has just had another child, and &#8212; horror of horrors, is there no mercy? &#8212; the\u00a0baby is yet another girl. And she&#8217;s sick! Besides the father, no one is getting any rest in this new infant&#8217;s household.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #003366;\">For many nights Frankojannou had permitted herself no sleep. She had willed her sore eyes open, while she kept vigil beside this little creature who had no idea what trouble she was giving, or what tortures she must undergo in her turn, if she survived.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In the first few chapters, as\u00a0she sits caring for her new granddaughter, Frankojannou&#8217;s consciousness\u00a0wanders, and Papadiamantis describes her life in small episodes. The portraits of the underclass in nineteenth-century Greece\u00a0are wonderful because\u00a0we quickly understand &#8212; we can feel &#8212; why Frankojannou at sixty, caring for her granddaughter,\u00a0would lament,\u00a0&#8220;O God, why should another one come into the world?&#8221; And so we readers go back and forth in time: at one moment Frankojannou is sitting up in that night trying to\u00a0quiet\u00a0an infant; in another,\u00a0she is a young woman getting swindled by her own mother (who, in turn, she steals from); in another, her son is threatening to kill her in the street.<\/p>\n<p>As Frankojannou gets more and more tired and agitated, her\u00a0reason starts to\u00a0warp in a terrifying way:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #003366;\">Ah, look . . . Nothing is exactly what it seems, anything but, in fact rather the opposite. Given that grief is joy and death is life and resurrection, then disaster is happiness and disease is health.\u00a0So are all those scourges that seem so ugly, that mow down ungrown infants, the smallpox and scarlet fever and diphtheria and the rest of the diseases, are they not really happiness? Loving gestures and wingbeats of the little angels who rejoice in the heavens when they receive the souls of children? And we humans in our blindness think of these things as unhappy, as the strokes of heaven, as an evil thing.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The astute reader (who merely needs to read the title of the book) knows where this is going, even if Frankojannou does not. It&#8217;s just\u00a0off the edge\u00a0of her reasoning at this point.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><span style=\"color: #003366;\">Her accustomed prayer for little girls was &#8216;May they not survive! May they go no further!&#8217;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #003366;\">On occasion she went so far as to say:<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #003366;\">&#8216;What can I say to you! . . . The minute girls are born\u00a0a person thinks of strangling them!&#8217;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #003366;\">Yes, she did say it, but she would certainly never had been capable of doing it, Not even Hadoula herself believed that.<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>The unthinkable happens, and happens again (and again . . .). Soon in the novel, quite a lot of damage is done to the community, all absolutely inexcusable and yet understandable. In other words,\u00a0never does Papadiamantis excuse\u00a0Frankojannou&#8217;s actions, but the road to those actions is sadly plausible. It&#8217;s a brutal look at a society where a woman was a utility, where both anger and compassion can drive someone to kill.<\/p>\n<p>We spend the last half of the book following Frankojannou&#8217;s sixty-year-old frame as she desperately tries to survive in the Greacian hills while the law pursues her through days and nights. The scenery is beautiful, with its echos of Homer,\u00a0and enriches the pursuit as well as the complicated look at justice, both from below and above.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Trevor reviews Alexandros Papadiamantis&#8217;s 1903 novel, <em>The Murderess<\/em>. <a href=\"http:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2011\/01\/18\/alexandros-papadiamantis-the-murderess\/\"><u>Read the full 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