The Last Wolf & Herman

About this book

Two short masterworks by the most recent winner of the Man Booker International Prize: here in miniature is every reason why he won The Last Wolf translated by George Szirtes features a classic obsessed Krasznahorkai narrator a man hired to write (by mistake by a glitch of fate) the true tale of the last wolf of Extremadura a barren stretch of Spain. This miserable experience (being mistaken for another dragged about a cold foreign place appalled by a species end) is narratedall in a single sentenceas a sad looping tale a howl more or less in a dreary wintry Berlin bar to a patently bored bartender. The Last Wolf is Krasznahorkai in a maddening nutshellwith the narrator trapped in his own experience (having internalized the extermination of the last creature of its kind and locked Extremadura in the depths of his own cold empty hollow heart)enfolding the reader in the exact same sort of entrapment to and beyond the end with its first full-stop period of the book. Herman a peerless virtuoso of trapping who guards the splendid mysteries of an ancient craft gradually sinking into permanent oblivion is asked to clear a forests last noxious beasts. In Herman I: the Game Warden he begins with great zeal although in time he suspects that maybe he was on the wrong scent. Herman switches sides deciding to track entirely new game... In Herman II: The Death of a Craft the same situation is viewed by strange visitors to the region. Hyper-sexualized aristocratic officers on a very extended leave are enjoying a saturnalia with a bevy of beauties in the town nearest the forest. With a sense of effete irony they interrupt their orgies to pitch in with the manhunt of poor Herman and in the end only we are left to relish the magic bouquet of this escapade... Translated by John Batki.