… László Krasznahorkai, for his novel, The Melancholy of Resistance,
which I finished with at least six hours left before the end of the year.
A weird, doom-laden work, full of sinuous sentences, The Melancholy of Resistance tells of a town in Hungary which is degenerating under its own feeble-minded inertia, and the events surrounding the visitation of a mysterious circus.
Krasznahorkai is a Hungarian author, born 1954, who’s had various novels translated into English (a new book, Animalinside, will be published by New Directions on 26th April, though according to its Amazon page it is only likely to be 48 pages long – and George Szirtes has claimed for a long time he’s translating Sátántango), as well as having quite a few of them made into very slow-moving yet often remarkably well-shot films by Béla Tarr.
The runner-up was Jerzy Pilch, for the novel, His Current Woman.