Viking, 265 pp., $24.95
It is hard to find an admirer of J.M. Coetzee's work who does not think that his best book is Disgrace, one of the strongest novels of the last quarter- century and, among other things, a masterpiece of misdirection. It is easier to tell that the novel is a work of great force than it is to be precise about what exactly it is telling us. Disgrace's narrator, David Lurie, teaches Romantic poetry at the technical university of Cape Town, and dreams of sneaking away from his work to write an opera about Byron in Italy. He is cold and cultivated and solipsistic, and he is also a user of women.
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