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flemmings ([personal profile] flemmings) wrote2010-02-27 10:36 am
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So, anent the current kerfuffle about Why are there no Jewish fantasy writers? or rather, why are there no Jewish Tolkiens and Lewises--

I was a bit startled that Weingrad thought Narnia was High Fantasy when AFAI'mC Narnia is a children's series. Yes, it's fantasy, but all it has in common with High Fantasy is a general northern European and specifically English cultural background. Otherwise-- well, its focus by me is other than dragons and derring-do. Talking animals, guy, are a staple of British kidslit. Or possibly you haven't read The Wind in the Willows (full disclosure: neither have I) or Winnie-the-Pooh. (Should note that when I was a kid, which was when Narnia was written, most fantasy was to be found in children's books, and not much elsewhere. E Nesbit, Edward Eager, Hilda Lewis, Philippa Pearce, Allison Uttley, and a little later Susan Cooper. It was the late 60s before anything else started coming out, and the first stuff still came from English authors.)

For me Tolkien was succeeded not by any of the Tolkien D&D clones, but by Moorcock, who had the virtue of doing far away and not-earth and occasionally not-human. Moorcock was succeeded in quick order by Fritz Leiber, with his city settings, and Leiber by Avram Davison, et voila. Three degrees of separation merely and we hit a major Jewish fantasist. And one could make an argument for Leiber's mindset being as much Jewish as Christian, because in western terms, once you're into cityscapes you're into Jewish territory.

However the ongoing discussion and the concomittant list of Jewish fantasy writers informed me that Michael Chabron has a fantasy set in Silk Roads territory; and finding myself near BMV yesterday I popped in and bought it. (Also another Akunin-- Jewish mystery writer, did you know?-- and a Nalo Hopkinson. Why do I buy books on days when I'm trudging through 4-6 inches of snow?) Started it last night afer six hours of Little Girls. It scratched an itch I didn't know I had.

It's very Fafhrd and Gray Mouser in feel, crossed with Imaro: the skinny city-bred Frank (= ur-Frenchman; his *name* is Zelikman) with his skinny scalpel-like knife; and the large muscled Abyssinian warrior Amram with his great battle-axe. Wrinkle being that both Zelikman and Amram are Jewish. Not terribly observant (yes, and why is that the first thing I think of?) but Jewish all the same.

I've missed that. Explicitly Jewish fantasy character front and centre. Oh, agreed, you can cite historical reasons why there *would* be Jews in France and Ethiopia, just as you can cite historical reasons for black women in Arthurian England. But seriously? Never mind historicity in a free-wheeling fantasy. It's the front and centre that I wanted, and got, and is what's different from almost anything else. Not slipped in sideways as Davison does, referencing learned Jewish scholars as sources for magic along with Zoroastrian magi. (How you can tell a Golden Age writer was Jewish: he mentions Jewish people. Gentiles don't seem to realize they exist.) Nope, there they are, derring-doing and running con games on the road to, well, wherever Samarkand would be if we were going that far east, which we aren't. It's neat, and to my taste, refreshing.

Now ask me why I care, since I'm not Jewish myself. Far as I can figure, it's because in the traditional English and Christian tradition I grew up in and read, the umm 'thing that's left out'-- the omitted and excised Other, is Jewish. (In much Britlit, the very present, feared, and despised Other is Jewish.) But in urban NAmerica where I live, Jews are everywhere in novels and poetry and music, not to mention daily life and TV. So it's my personal Torontonian equivalent of 'where are the women?' and 'where are the POC?' Something's missing. Where are the Jews in fantasy-- labelled, not coded, as such? And here they are in Chabron. I could do with more of this.
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[personal profile] chomiji 2010-02-27 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)

Gentlemen of the Road is a wonderful book. And I got a lovely piece of Yuletide fanfiction from it this year.

I loved Chabon's afterword too. "Jews with Swords!"

[identity profile] flemmings.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I shall look up the fanfic as soon as I have read the book.

Will *not* skip forward to the afterword. That never ends well. Occasionally reading the foreward doesn't end well either. People need to learn how much is too much.

[identity profile] rushthatspeaks.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh. See, I would say that Narnia is high fantasy, or at least higher fantasy than other childrens' fantasy and talking animal books of the time. Wind in the Willows, with the exception of one chapter, is humans in animal clothes in a recognizable England, doing things people do; Winnie-the-Pooh and the Alice books are dreams; Nesbit is domestic fantasy, with Phoenix and Carpet and Psammead but always home for teatime. Nesbit's children are children and have the concerns of children. Whereas Narnia is very specifically based on George MacDonald and on medieval romances: it is a whole magic kingdom, they stay there for a long time, real dangers, real lions, real unicorns, quests and kings and queens and chivalry taken at least somewhat seriously, or at any rate considered in the frame of the book as more serious and larger than an English childhood. Something like The Horse and its Boy, with the people from our world only glancingly present and that in their most transformed selves, and the quest to warn armies and eventual finding of lost princes... not sure what other genre it could be, really; not an animal-fable, though. Narnia started the whole league of young adult high fantasies, the Coopers and the Garners et aliud.

So I don't argue with that characterization, in the article.

I merely argue with the rest of the article, in about the same way you do.

Deleted and reposted to edit unclosed annoying italic tag, and sorry; I do not have the ability to actually edit comments.

[identity profile] flemmings.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
But reading Narnia as a kid, I was still with the 'home for teatime' thing. Didn't really see much diff between them in Narnia and the Anthea-tachi visiting Egypt through the amulet. So while adult readers now go on (and on, and on) about the horrible tragedy of having been a grown-up and a king or queen in Narnia and then oh the trauma having to come BACK and be YUCK a KID again, that never occurred to ten year old me at all. Of course you come back; holidays don't last forever. If there'd been a book where the kids didn't come back (*and* left their parents behind in the Shadow Lands) that would have traumatized me completely.

So to me all the Narnia adventures were of the same ilk as The Ship That Flew guys saving Pharaoh's army: an adventure in the Other World/ Other Time. With the same guarantee that nothing could go really wrong because here Aslan's on your side, so even when someone dies it turns out to be OK. The trappings may have been Arthurian/ Malory (rather too much for my later tastes) but there's none of the 'serious quest for serious and potentially world-ending stakes' that underlies adult high fantasy, and which is what makes it high fantasy.

This is all quite apart from the complications that ensue when you're really in a Christian universe, where true tragedy is essentially impossible. (Aslan again.) Tragedy from a Christian perspective-- cf the dwarfs in the shed-- but not from a Greek or even Shakespearian one.

[identity profile] i-am-zan.livejournal.com 2010-02-28 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Note to self: looks like I maight eventually read Hubby's Lankhmar books then. ^__^

[identity profile] flemmings.livejournal.com 2010-02-28 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Lankhmar is fun. Of its time and its time has passed (stop calling those women **girls**, dammit) but still-- fun.