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Book Review: The Fall of the Stone City by Ismail Kadare

There is a place where the literary world and the gaming industry intersect. It’s the Nobel Prizes. Once again this year you can place bets on who is going to win the Literature Prize.

Once again, Albanian author Ismail Kadare is considered a contender. As of this review, he’s one of three authors listed at 14-1 odds with four authors ahead of them. Last year, he wasn’t in the top 10. That has no bearing on whether Kadare will win this year but I am fairly certain he ultimately will be a Nobel laureate.

Kadare’s books reflect his country and are imbued with Albanian myths and metaphors. It’s a country that has seemed to struggle, not always of its own doing, in moving from legend and history to modernity and from Communism to an open market. Albania is not only the setting, it is a major part of the context. His latest work to be translated into English, The Fall of the Stone City, continues the pattern.

The book is set in his native town of Gjirokastër in southern Albania, coincidentally the birthplace of Enver Hoxha, the committed Marxist-Leninist dictator of the country from 1944 until his death in 1985. The medieval city, which Kadare describes as having “a reputation for arrogance,” is populated with large stone houses, although its skyline, as it is, is dominated by a prison built on top of a medieval castle at the highest point in the city. These features also play a role in The Fall of the Stone City.

Kadare, the winner of the inaugural Man Booker International Prize in 2005, breaks this tale into essentially three parts. In the first, the Nazis occupy the city following Italy’s surrender in 1943. The leader of the Nazi tank division is Colonel von Schwabe, a friend of Dr. Gurameto, one of the city’s leading physicians, who attended school in Munich. The physician is known locally as “Big Dr. Gurameto” because another physician in town also is named Gurameto. There seems to be an longstanding and ongoing fascination among city residents with assessing whether “Big” or “Little” Dr. Gurameto has the most prestige at any particular time. Because a small group of partisans attacks the vanguard of the tank division before it enters the city, the Germans seize 80 hostages upon assuming control of the city. Still, Big Dr. Gurameto hosts a dinner party that night for von Schwabe and other German officers. Shrouded in mystery and couched in myth, over the course of the long night all the hostages are released.

The second part of the story is transitional, addressing the transformation of life in the city as the Communist partisans take charge of the country following the German withdrawal in 1944. It traces the changes in and effect on the city of the Hoxha regime until both Big and Little Dr. Gurameto are arrested in 1953. Kadare’s account of the impact of Communism on the town is more subtle and somewhat indirect. For example, it illustrates the contrast between past and present by looking at the effect of party programs and discipline, and even being called “Comrade”, on the “ladies” of the city, with the term being used in the medieval sense of superior social rank.

The final part focuses on the arrest and interrogation of the two physicians. They are taken to the worst part of the prison, known for torture. They are caught up in the reverberations of the so-called Doctors’ Plot against Stalin. Here, though, Kadare presents an unexpected twist, one which leads Big Dr. Guerameto to being interrogated not only by two members of the Albanian secret police but also investigators from East Germany and Moscow. All of them are intent on learning what really happened at the dinner party in 1943. And even though he wasn’t involved with the events of that night, Little Dr. Guerameto is dragged along, perhaps representing an Albania that is caught up in a Nazi occupation succeeded by an extremely repressive native totalitarian regime.

Translated by John Hodgson, the book reflects the plight of Albania during these times. First, it is the Nazis who are prepared to shoot hostages. Ten years later, Albanian officials stand ready and willing to torture their own countrymen in pursuit of plots that likely never existed. The book gives both the sense and essence of a totalitarian state in language that, while straightforward, is literary and often allegorical. The Fall of the Stone City is a strong addition to Kadare’s body of translated work and which further demonstrates that he is deserving of wider acclaim and readership.


As always, when they ran out of arguments they reached for their guns. As they had more bullets than words there was little chance of an end to the quarrel.

Ismail Kadare, The Fall of the Stone City

10th anniversary: In blog years I’m dead

It’s a t-shirt I’ve always wanted. It said, “In dog years, I’m dead.” I’m starting to think the same thing applies to blogs.

Today is the 10th anniversary of this blog. Certainly, it’s not the oldest blog out there and it has changed focus over time. But it seems to have outlasted many. How long do most blogs last?

One of the most widely cited statistics comes from an Australia-based analytics firm. It reports,

Several studies indicate that most blogs are abandoned soon after creation (with 60% to 80% abandoned within one month, depending on whose figures you choose to believe) and that few are regularly updated.

The ‘average blog’ thus has the lifespan of a fruitfly. One cruel reader of this page commented that the average blog also has the intelligence of a fly.

In its latest State of the Blogosphere report, Technorati said 60 percent of the bloggers responding to its survey were “hobbyists,” defined as those who “blog for fun” and report no income from blogging. Believing I fall into that category more than someone who makes or supplements their income by blogging, how does this blog compare in terms of longevity? The largest number of hobbyists have been blogging two to four years but there is a steady decline between there and more than six years of blogging. That is consistent with the prior year’s report, which showed only 21 percent of hobbyists had been blogging for six years or more.

What does it all mean here? As you may have noticed, the number of posts on the blog have decreased. It now consists largely of book reviews and Weekend Edition. And while there’s been an average of four posts a week since the blog started (just more than four a week), this year that has dropped to about two posts a week.

So, while the blog is not dead yet, its joints certainly are creaking.


Life is what it makes you.

Mason Cooley

Weekend Edition: 9-8

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  • This is a sort of double edition as travel before and during the Labor Day weekend kept me from posting last Saturday. Thus, a couple items are a bit older than usual.

Interesting Reading in the Interweb Tubes

Bookish Linkage

Nonbookish Linkage


To the dumb question “Why me?” the cosmos barely bothers to return the reply: Why not?

Christopher Hitchens, Mortality

Some depressing news about children and reading

The U.K.’s National Literary Trust today released a report on children’s reading. And while the 21,000 kids who participated in the online survey, conducted late last year, were all from the U.K., there’s some very sad news in it.

No one probably would be surprised that it found that more children (54%) prefer watching television to reading. But what I found most depressing is that not only do 22% of the kids rarely or never read in their own time, 17% said they would be embarrassed if their friends saw them reading. Those figures increase to 26% and 22%, respectively, among kids who receive free school meals, which the study used to measure socioeconomic background.

I know it’s sometimes a struggle to get kids to read but it’s really a shame some feel embarrassed to do so. A person can only hope that even though they are embarrassed to read in front of their friends, they are still doing so in private.

Perhaps e-readers and tablets are part of a potential solution. They mean a kid could be seen with a shiny electronic device rather than a dusty old book. Given the growing accessibility of e-books from libraries, perhaps if schools furnished e-readers beginning at a certain age, a kid won’t be so embarrassed to be seen reading.

Still, it does not bode well for literacy when a child is embarrassed to read.


The books I read as a child transformed me, gave meaning and perspective to my experiences. and helped to mould whatever imaginative, intellectual or creative strengths I can lay claim to now. No doll or game had that impact on me, no pair of jeans ever changed my life.

Michelle Landsberg, Guide to Children’s Books

Weekend Edition: 8-25

Interesting Reading in the Interweb Tubes

  • Dear Mr. Akin, I Want You to Imagine… (“Did you honestly believe that rape sperm is different than love sperm, that some mysterious religious process occurs and rape sperm self-destructs due to its evil content?”) (via)

Bookish Linkage

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I never change, I simply become more myself.

Joyce Carol Oates, Solstice