Submission is self’s third Michel Houellebecq novel (translated from the French by Lorin Stein), and by far the shortest.
What she remembers of the other two is that they had this stream-of-consciousness raunchiness thing going on. So French.
This one is interesting because people actually e-mail and text, there is talk of terrorist attacks around Paris, and the characters seem to know a lot more about mosques, halal, Israel, Dubai, and so forth.
Self’s favorite parts, though, are the ruminations. For example, p. 35:
- Animals live without feeling the least need of justification, as do the crushing majority of men. They live because they live, and then I suppose they die because they die, and for them that’s all there is to it. If only as a Huysmanist, I felt obliged to do a little better.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.