The new book features individuals chasing after fresh starts, attempting to leave behind drugs or harmful partnerships, only to see hope turn into violence. Chris Kraus frequently uses the phrase "fresh start", transforming it into intentionally weary through constant reiteration. Examples include "He aimed to start over" and "They chose to begin anew" are scattered across the story. Meanwhile, the author herself appears to be undertaking her own fresh start, as this presents as a new kind of book – documentarian, genuinely novelistic. Yet it proves to be laden with the same dilemmas and aesthetics as her previous works.
Kraus was originally an artist who became a writer unintentionally with her 1997 groundbreaking book I Love Dick, made up of missives to a distant beloved, elevating personal female narrative from abjection into defiance. She continued writing, but the three subsequent compelling and abrasive novels lacked the shock and immediacy that the epistolary style brought to the narrative voice of I Love Dick. This was not aided by was her identity as a renegade artist who had become a large-scale low-rent landlord, so there was considerable focus on real estate deals. It follows that she currently desires to experiment with different types of content, looking outwards to other people's stories, at a moment when she states that Trumpian politics turns intimate literature redundant.
The Four Spent the Day Together is organized into a trio of segments, spanning several time periods – none able to break free from their backgrounds. There is the tale of characters Emma and Jasper, versions of the author's parents, moving from the urban environment to the Connecticut countryside. Then there is the account of Kraus, in the guise of a figure named Catt Greene, reckoning with the late recognition of I Love Dick, the emergence of Trump, and her substance-dependent spouse Paul. The third thread involves the narrative of a homicide of one lost young man by another in a community long abandoned by progressive politics only a short distance from Catt's rural residence in rural Minnesota.
As a reader drawn to refined literature of the type the author herself typically rejects, I was enchanted by the novelistic voice of the first section.
As someone who reads drawn to crafted language of the style that the author often disregards, I was won over by the literary tone of the first section. There is a novel degree of detail that makes room for small details, like the container that the youthful Catt pries out of frozen water at the opening of the book, helped by her beloved father. "I found an ice toy!" she exclaims; "a great plaything", he responds, "the nuanced interpretations of terms circulating in their speech like sweet treats". The author narrates the tale of Emma with inquiry and familiarity. "Emma experienced a dreamlike sensation – not entirely her own."
I was fated to feel let down when I expected this new voice could persist to the end. Kraus notes here that she dislikes the enjoyment those who appreciate polished prose have derived from I Love Dick; she's committed to fragmentation, to the messy artistic approach she has in common with her inspiration writer Kathy Acker, and the blankness and repetitiveness of her earlier works returns in the middle section. Catt is trying to renovate 36 run-down apartments in Albuquerque's worst neighbourhoods while shuttling between Minnesota and LA, unsuccessful in assisting her husband control his drinking. She feels helpless as her spouse moves between low-resource employment as an recovery specialist in a world fueled by the rage and anxiety that drives an electoral success. There are several pages about Catt's social media ostracism on a platform, her professional designation altered from "novelist" to "property owner" on a reference site. The author still appears to care a little too much about this. On one occasion she says that she's looking into the killing so that before departing the state, "she may grasp something about an the United States that her online critics would not understand, would not even perceive".
So then we come to the actual killing – and the referenced day passed by the victim with the killer and his companions. The author possesses excellent raw material, and details moment by moment what occurred as Brandon came to see Brittney after encountering her on a platform where she sold sex pictures. He was hoping for sex but seems affably to have spent the day alongside her friends, wandering about getting his car mended and covering the cost of food and substances, before being shot by Brittney's partner a man named Micah – a youth with psychological issues who has repeatedly received inpatient care for aggressive outbursts.
Catt gets obsessed by the narrative, and I found myself captivated by the way that her twin drives towards ethical reporting and audacious rule-breaking wrestle in this part. Yet I wished her to explore more thoroughly her personal fixations here. The most interesting character is Brittney herself, who becomes vivid in part due to Catt's identification with her – another bright, bullied girl going off the rails in a difficult, overlooked locality. The author informs us that Catt converses with Brittney in detention, but she omits the dramatization of these talks. The complete segment feels strangely incomplete, to the extent that Kraus's narration ends almost mid-par
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