Midway through the Tore Renbergs new novel, I put from me the script, and thinking that now can I no more. The married couple, Jorgen and Vibeke inside and rotate around in the house of a neighbor. This neighbor, I have though, is there something seriously wrong with, I just don’t know what. What I do know is that their youngest son Eyolf is at the cabin with the same neighbor. At this point I’m not able to read at a normal pace or explore any of the Ibsen references. The only thing that stands in the head of me is that Jorgen and Vibeke need to bring home the kid!
Face full of mark
A familieroman full of excitement: Tore Renberg puts the reader in the acute alarmberedskap in “You’re so light”.
The unbearable waiting room, which occurs up to the early reported the disaster using the Renberg to tell a story about a kind, if slightly awkward, the Norwegian man. He has a geskjeftig wife who always say everything as it is, a father-in-law who stands a little too close when he speaks with people, and two kids that obviously do not resemble each other at a spot.
in addition the rest of the genus and the other as the little family has contact with in what is a pretty vulnerable life, as everyone’s existence is vulnerable. “Vibeke and I are come in a age, where it veltar skilsmissar around us”, says Jørgen in one of his speeches that Renberg has sewn so that it fits perfectly just to him.
We only have the opportunity to see the people around us from the outside. There we read of another person’s face can be a single long number of error readings, Renberg coming back to again and again in this novel, and then like that he tells about romanpersonenes faces. His face was “awesome living”, thinking Jørgen somewhere about the neighbor Stones. Later, when all the truth has come in the day, he thinks that the neighbor’s face really was the “full mark”.
Shifts målføre
When the gunpowder glory has added itself shifts the novel målføre and we will get to see everything that has happened from a new perspective. I’m going to have some conversations with myself and others, before I have a clear answer on whether that in practice is a long epilogue brings this novel to a satisfactory conclusion.
But before we come so far, we have therefore been deferred for a romanangrep from all sides – from a writer who is now not only perceived as technically sound, but also with some insights about it to keep life in a family, in a rural community, and about the opportunities we have – and not have to intervene in the lives of others.
