An electrifying novel about beauty, envy, and carelessness from Deborah Levy, author of the Booker Prize finalists Hot Milk and Swimming Home.
It is 1988 and Saul Adler, a narcissistic young historian, has been invited to Communist East Berlin to do research; in exchange, he must publish a favorable essay about the German Democratic Republic. As a gift for his translator's sister, a Beatles fanatic who will be his host, Saul's girlfriend will shoot a photograph of him standing in the crosswalk on Abbey Road, an homage to the famous album cover. As he waits for her to arrive, he is grazed by an oncoming car, which changes the trajectory of his life.
The Man Who Saw Everything is about the difficulty of seeing ourselves and others clearly. It greets the specters that come back to haunt old and new love, previous and current incarnations of Europe, conscious and unconscious transgressions, and real and imagined betrayals, while investigating the cyclic nature of history and its reinvention by people in power. Here, Levy traverses the vast reaches of the human imagination while artfully blurring sexual and political binaries-feminine and masculine,
About the Author
Deborah Levy trained at Dartington College of Arts before becoming a playwright. Her plays include Pax, Heresies, Clam, Call Blue Jane, Shiny Nylon, Honey Baby Middle England, Pushing the Prince into Denmark and Macbeth-False Memories. She has also written some novels and was a Fellow in Creative Arts at Trinity College, Cambridge from 1989-1991.
“[Levy is] an indelible writer.” —Dwight Garner, The New York Times Book Review
“The seductive pleasure of Levy's prose stems from its layered brilliance.” —Ron Charles, The Washington Post
“Ms. Levy is a stealthy storyteller, lulling us while busy scattering clues.” —The New York Times
“Levy's sense of dramatic form . . . is unerring, and her precise, dispassionate prose effortlessly summons people and landscapes.” —The New Yorker
“This is a writer who has found her voice and her subject, and both speak directly to our times.” —Heller McAlpin, Los Angeles Times
“To build her characters, Levy deconstructs them, peeling back layers and slinking effortlessly from one inner life to the next.” —Denver Post