The Michigan Daily ARTS Thursday, March 7, 1991 Page 5 Paul Auster defies stereotypes by Jon Bilik 0ne wonders, the night before a paper is due, whether themes were inserted into great works of art solely for pressured undergrads to write about. Intentionality is, at best, problematic; yet the institu- tional paper-mill urges us to look beyond the experiences that give rise to theme, to ignore the beauty of a poem in favor of writing about its meter. It's gratifying, then, to find a writer so rich in profundity and di- alectic, one who relies on story rather than theme. While Paul Auster's themes are rich and varied, it is his stories which draw the reader into his novels. The stories have a unique sort of suspense, a suspense that comes from well-developed charac- ters who act in response to events and coincidences that are completely random. If, perhaps, there is any- thing out of the ordinary about Auster's characters, it is that many permit themselves to take leaps of faith to follow a whim, allowing the forces of chance to change the direc- tion of their lives. For example, in Auster's latest book, The Music of Chance, Jim Nashe follows one whim after another until he decides to pick up a stranger who changes the course of his life: "And just like that, he went ahead and did it. Without the slightest tremor of fear, Nashe closed his eyes and jumped." As the book states, it's all "a question of sequence, the order of events," which, I suppose, could be construed as a literary device by the over-zealous analyst, because it does serve as the perfect vehicle for sto- ries that keep the reader's interest by virtue of their sudden turns. "You start looking closely at things, and extraordinary reverberations start to take place," explains Auster. "And they happen all the time. The chance intersections that seem so improba- ble are really common occurrences. The odds against (these coincidences) happening are so extraordinary, and yet it's constantly happening." Auster's books range from the surreal happenstance of the inves- tigative quest (The New York Tril- ogy) to the dystopian bleakness of chaos (In the Country of Last Things) to the narrative of a young intellectual in search of himself and his origins (Moon Palace) to an au- tobiographical set of memoirs ex- ploring what it means to be a son and a father (The Invention of Soli- tude) to the story of a man giving himself up to the forces of chance (The Music of Chance): yet, in all, Auster stresses realism. "There's not anything truly fan- tastic about (my books). They repre- sent my feelings about how the world really operates. I mean, we're all the product of chance. Think of our own births, for example. Think of how our parents met. It's really some bizarre encounter, right? That particular moment of conception makes you the unique person that you are." One gets the feeling while read- ing Auster's books that he, like his characters, allows himself to be con- trolled by the vagaries of chance while he writes. "If I knew what I was doing, he explains, "there'd be no fun in doing it. The whole thing is an adventure, after all." Which is perhaps the appeal of his books, be- cause we all wonder about the pecu- liar sequence of events that gets us' to present day, all the choices we've made in response to random oppor- tunities. Auster's characters take that responsiveness one step further, al- lowing themselves to surrender to chance, often when they're most alone. "Paradoxically," Auster explains, "at the moment you are most iso- lated from other people, it's pre- cisely at that point that you've real- ized the depth of your connection to people. How, in fact, you can't iso- late yourself from other people. That we are the products of our parents, our history, and our language, which is something we make together. Language is not made by one per- son, it's made by groups of people, and it's handed down and taught." Invention of Solitude, for exam- ple, "is a book written in solitude, and yet it's peopled with other voices, the other voices that are in our head. Those happen to be the voices in my head, but everybody has other voices bouncing around in their skull, whatever it might be." Indeed, Invention of Solitude is filled with examples of real-life co- incidence and synchronicity, forces that have shaped Auster's own rela- tionships and sense of self. Auster remains one of those au- thors who consistently receives criti- cal kudos for his work, yet reviewers have not managed to fit him into categories and genres. Although his popularity seems to be spreading, he still seems to fall into the, mutually exclusive trap that distinguishes the intelligent from the popular. Hope- fully, given the engaging quality of his stories, the sharpness of his prose, and his unique explorations of common experience, he will defy the trend. PAUL AUSTER will be reading from his newest work, THE MUSIC OF CHANCE, today at 5:00 in the Rackham Amphitheatre as a part of the UM Visiting Writers Series. There is no admission charge. M-A' Nick Fifer (Woody Allen) proves he is a man and punches out that annoying mime (Bill Irwin), while his wife, Deborah (Bette Midler), tries to look skinny. Life in a mall: compact hell Scenes From A Mall dir. Paul Mazursky by Brent Edwards (The following is an interview with Scenes From A Mall director Paul Mazursky, as imagined by Daily film critic Brent Edwards.) B.E.: Let's begin with the most interesting aspect of your new film, Scenes From A Mall - Woody Allen. P.M.: Well, Woody has the same agent as me, and apparently he was looking to work with another direc- tor. I thought Bette Midler and Woody would work great together, and luckily they were both available. B.E.: As a big Woody Allen fan, I was more than disappointed with his character. Mr. Allen is not a character actor - Woody Allen al- ways plays Woody Allen. To see him with a pony tail, wearing ex- pensive clothing and saying "Ciao" on a phone, is frankly both absurd and appalling. P.M.: Yes, of course you feel that way. I put Woody in that role to accentuate the absurdity of the whole California lifestyle. Another actor may have fit right into the role and you wouldn't have had the same re- action, but with Woody, the whole "neon and sushi" facade sticks out like a penis through a open fly. B.E.: So my uncomfortableness at seeing Mr. Allen in that role was intended? You know, after I've been in a mall for a while I usually get very bored, and I had the same reac- tion to the movie. Was that intended as well? P.M.: Absolutely! I wanted the audience to be overwhelmed by the shallowness of the lives of those who spend their time in the mall. I was inspired to make the film by the thought that all aspects of life can be found at a mall: work, relationships, entertainment, food, life, and death. Woody conducts his business from mall pay phones, Bette organizes a dinner party from the mall, they have sex in the mall, they break up and get back together in the mall. Everything happens in the mall these days. B.E.: I know what you mean. I buy my socks at the mall. P.M.: I wanted Bette to give birth and Woody to get a vasectomy in the mall, but we couldn't do it due to time constraints. B.E.: You seem to be indicating that everything negative about the film was intended to be unpleasant to make a point. When Ms. Midler and Mr. Allen were having sex in a theater showing Salaam, Bombay!, I found myself wishing I were watch- ing that film instead of yours. I sup- pose you wanted that reaction? P.M.: Yes! Yes! Yes! While the rest of the world is engaged in ethi- cal dilemmas and immersed in thoughtfulness and creativity, as in Saalom, Bombay!, Hollywood is having sex and L.A. is playing beach volleyball! While other coun- tries are struggling to maintain hu- man dignity in the face of starvation, Californians are ordering sushi from their Mercedes car-phones! B.E.: Hence the trite scene where you show a line of cars waiting to be parked, with each driver talking on a cellular phone. Ha, ha. It re- minded me of Sesame Street humor. You repeatedly used mall entertainers a mime, carollers - with annoy- ing frequency. By the middle of the film, I wanted to drill a hole through that goddamn mime's head. P.M.: Gets the audience to de- spise the false masks people wear. B.E.: And the magician? P.M.: The illusion of happiness. B.E.: The excessive wealth and wasteful consumption? P.M.: Plastic society. B.E.: The boring plot? P.M.: Reveals the mundaneness of life. B.E.: Woody's pony tail? P.M.: Phallic symbol. B.E.: Bette's lover? P.M.: Electra complex. B.E.: Ying? P.M.: Yang. B.E. Thank you. P.M.: You're welcome. SCENES FROM A MALL is being shown at the Ann Arbor 1 &2 and Showcase. Daily Fine Arts needs writers with background in classical music. Are you interested? Telephone 763-0379 and ask for Elizabeth Lenhard . . _ . .. MICHAEL 1. THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY THESE TWO ARE GOING TO GET ALONG... JAMES AS. NEW YORK'S AS HOLLYWOOD'S U H i Eyes Eyes Curb Have you ever stopped to wonder what it would be like if Led Zep- pelin had never existed? Life without "Kashmir" or "The Ocean" or "The *0 Battle of Evermore"? 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