Reviewed by: Night Projection by Oto Horvat Biljana D. Obradović Oto Horvat Noćna projekcija [ Night Projection] Novi Sad, Serbia: Akademska knjiga, 2021. 165 Pp. ISBN 978-86-6263-332-3 As a fellow emigrant from Yugoslavia (now Serbia), now living in the US and Horvat in Italy, our paths have never crossed, but since I've translated some of his poems into English, I was very glad to get his newest "novel," Night Projection, from him in the mail. The previous book leaves off with a nostalgia for home for "Pannonia," i.e. Voidvodina, but that that it is difficult to be there without A., his late first wife (p. 116). Well, this new book, is a personal travelogue around Novi Sad, "the main character" (who very much resembles Horvat himself in many ways, so that this book is a mix of personal history with fictional elements) travels through everything that connects him to that city that has to do with him and his family. He goes to see his mother, comes across old relatives, some old friends and acquaintances. But, most of all the memories pour out as he is walking or taking his old Pony bike around the familiar streets. Even for those of us, emigrants, who may not be from Novi Sad, we can relate. But clearly for those who are familiar with this city, it means even more. In the process, we learn a lot about this character (and therefore the author as well). It's time travel, On the Road-type piece that goes deep into his past. He goes to Novi Sad from Florence for a week, a fairly short time. Just as in his other books, he uses similar elements of form: lists/catalogs, numerous figures of speech, ekphrasis, as well as phrases from several languages. (It's important to note that the previous book and this were printed in the Latin alphabet.) He also [End Page 170] seems to allude that this experience is a purge—as in Purgatory (p. 14), in a biblical Roman Catholic sense—because he feels as a sinner who is expiating his sins before going to heaven. He needs to go home for internal punishment as a way to heal after the death of his beloved. In a way, this book is the continuation of the previous book (even though the last book I'll review came in between the two). He may think that this review of the past, combined with religious elements, going back to the basics may work in the process of his recovery. He said before that writing doesn't help, but he keeps writing, and he is writing prose. Perhaps, if he were writing poetry … In any case, the protagonist has asthma, is a hypochondriac (p. 16), has gained 10kgs, has aged since he was last home. His mother lives alone with two parrots, has hung early artwork by the protagonist (p. 20). He's depressed and can't sleep (p. 22), yet he listens to his friends' problems with a mask of joy and happiness (p. 22). (This is so true for emigrants visiting home in ex-Yugoslavia, perhaps due to the fact that our friends there seem to think that we as emigrants, living in wealthy, western countries, couldn't have problems as great as theirs living where they live, and often don't care to hear our own woes.) He recalls the past. He and his mother have grown apart, and have very little to say to each other anymore. She has one shorter leg and limps, but has had a shoe fetish. Kids teased him because of her limp when he was in school. What happens after page 30 and in some other parts of the book is that an unreliable narrator is introduced, and it confuses the reader. It's his sister (or unborn sister), who speaks—in a female voice. The writing is fragmentary, lacks proper punctuation and can be difficult to follow at times, even confusing. Is it a prose poem? Who are the sporadic, undeveloped characters? His father had a hump, was an alcoholic, a pianist, whom his mother had left with their...
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