Word: drunkenness
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Little can be gleaned about the author himself from the cryptic "biographical" information on the dustcover, which sounds much like the drunken fiction inside. But if his background is unclear, Erofeev's literary heritage is not: his prose is in the great Russian grotesque tradition, hearkening back to Gogol by way of such earlier Soviet satirists as Bulgakov, Zamyatin, and Zoshchenko. There are also traces of authors as diverse as the Symbolist Andrei Bely (in some of the bizarre urban imagery). Rabelais, and J.D. Salinger (whose Catcher in the Rye was widely circulated in the Soviet Union...
...EROFEEV'S narrative is essentially unique--suigeneris from a bottle; the story is told entirely from the viewpoint of a drunken man riding the train from Moscow to the outlying village of Petushki, a paradise of sorts where he will find true love or, at the very least, great sex. But his journey is doomed from the start. Just as in Moscow, he has never seen the Kremlin so he is fated never to view Petushki either...
Carol D'Arcangelis puts in a solid performance as the fierce and sarcastic rich bitch, Joanne. Along with Amy and Robert, she is one of the most interesting characters in the show. Her drunken, jealous solo, "The Ladies Who Lunch," projects an exciting undercurrent of tragic intensity...
...timberlands of Australia's Great Divide. Craig returns to the high country to conquer the wild horses responsible for his father's death, and to win the love of Jessica, the spirited daughter of wealthy rancher Harrison (Kirk Douglas). On the way he encounters a gang of drunken cattlehands who try first to humiliate, then to kill, him; a legendary horseman who rides whistling through mountain-passes as coyotes howl in the background; and Spur (also Kirk Douglas), a grizzled prospector with a pegleg, an eye for women and a proverbial "heart of gold...
...fashionable these days to feel guilty about the treatment of Vietnam vets and the cold welcome these unwitting pawns in a global chess game got. If Charlie Company's experiences are representative, guilty is how we ought to feel. The litany of broken homes, drunken rampages, joblessness--in short, as the authors write, the palming off of a national shame on the vets--is real, and it's time to start remembering...