Katie Kitamura
Auteur van Intimacies
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- 1979
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- female
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- USA
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- Sacramento, California, USA
- Woonplaatsen
- Davis, California, USA
London, England, UK
Brooklyn, New York, USA - Opleiding
- Princeton University
London Consortium (PhD/American Literature) - Beroepen
- novelist
journalist
art critic
professor - Organisaties
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Intimidades door Katie Kitamura
"Intimidades’, mujer en busca de un hogar imposible", JM Guelbenzu, El País 25.02.2024: https://elpais.com/babelia/2023-02-25/intimidades-un-lugar-donde-empezar-algo.ht...
I like that Kitamura seems to tell us how to interpret this novel in the title she gives it. Granted, it’s not an always foolproof measure (the first blurb on the back of the hardcover states confidently that it is “a novel about the ruthlessness of power…”, which, no its not) but I think here it accurately lets the reader know that the novelist’s primary concern in the work is to do with intimacy and intimacies.
When you think of “intimacy” a relationship with physical geography probably isn’t what first springs to mind, though given how basic and integral the idea of “home” is to identity for many of us, I can see it being a base for other intimacies. The novel begins with this intimacy - our narrator has left New York, where her immigrant family had lived and which she lacked a connection with - and moved to The Hague, where she wonders “if I could be more than a visitor here.” Unaware of it, a late reveal shows that she has an early and intimate connection with the city, which subconsciously may have helped direct her there, early roots producing a shoot.
Interpersonal intimacies are presented in varying forms. Friendship and romantic love, of course, are craved by almost all of us, including the narrator. These pass by mostly uninterestingly in my reading here. Sometimes you accidentally become party to a stranger’s as you go about town on your own business: “On occasion, I found myself stumbling into situations more intimate than I would have liked…”
More interesting is the presentation of intentionally forced intimacy. A strong passage in the novel relates to Judith Leyster’s 1631 painting “Man Offering Money to a Young Woman”, in which there are two figures in a candlelit room, a man leaning down over a seated woman who is working on a handicraft and staring straight down, while he holds out money in one hand and pulls on her with the other. The intimate closeness he forces on her is most unwelcome. In parallel there is a man whose attentions towards the narrator are also trying to force an unwanted intimacy, and who has financial power over her.
Then most interestingly there is conflicted intimacy, compromising intimacy, that our narrator is led into through her work. Shades of grey are always the most interesting, eh? Working as a translator at the International Criminal Court she provides undoubtedly necessary and useful services in translating court and lawyer’s proceedings for defendants charged with murder on a statecraft scale. But by necessity providing services for one person brings you into a sort of intimate relationship with them. You are there for that one person’s benefit. Speaking to them. Even whispering quietly into their ear while seated next to them.
About halfway into the novel (unfortunately not sooner!) this mostly comes into play when the narrator becomes interpreter for an ex-President of an African nation charged with atrocities committed while trying to hang onto power:
“I was repulsed to find myself so permeable.” It’s a fascinating insight. How solid are our own selves, and how much altered could they be by the intimacies we inhabit, voluntarily or not, positive or not. I only wish the novel had spent much more time on this question, and cut out other parts of the novel, unmentioned here, that I don’t feel contribute much to it.… (meer)
When you think of “intimacy” a relationship with physical geography probably isn’t what first springs to mind, though given how basic and integral the idea of “home” is to identity for many of us, I can see it being a base for other intimacies. The novel begins with this intimacy - our narrator has left New York, where her immigrant family had lived and which she lacked a connection with - and moved to The Hague, where she wonders “if I could be more than a visitor here.” Unaware of it, a late reveal shows that she has an early and intimate connection with the city, which subconsciously may have helped direct her there, early roots producing a shoot.
Interpersonal intimacies are presented in varying forms. Friendship and romantic love, of course, are craved by almost all of us, including the narrator. These pass by mostly uninterestingly in my reading here. Sometimes you accidentally become party to a stranger’s as you go about town on your own business: “On occasion, I found myself stumbling into situations more intimate than I would have liked…”
More interesting is the presentation of intentionally forced intimacy. A strong passage in the novel relates to Judith Leyster’s 1631 painting “Man Offering Money to a Young Woman”, in which there are two figures in a candlelit room, a man leaning down over a seated woman who is working on a handicraft and staring straight down, while he holds out money in one hand and pulls on her with the other. The intimate closeness he forces on her is most unwelcome. In parallel there is a man whose attentions towards the narrator are also trying to force an unwanted intimacy, and who has financial power over her.
Then most interestingly there is conflicted intimacy, compromising intimacy, that our narrator is led into through her work. Shades of grey are always the most interesting, eh? Working as a translator at the International Criminal Court she provides undoubtedly necessary and useful services in translating court and lawyer’s proceedings for defendants charged with murder on a statecraft scale. But by necessity providing services for one person brings you into a sort of intimate relationship with them. You are there for that one person’s benefit. Speaking to them. Even whispering quietly into their ear while seated next to them.
About halfway into the novel (unfortunately not sooner!) this mostly comes into play when the narrator becomes interpreter for an ex-President of an African nation charged with atrocities committed while trying to hang onto power:
I was close enough to observe the texture of his skin, the particularities of his features, I could smell the scent of the soap he must have used that morning.
[…]
I sometimes had the unpleasant sensation that of all the people in the room below, of all the people in the city itself, the former president was the person I knew best. In those moments, out of what I can only describe as an excess of imagination, he became the person whose perspective I occupied. I flinched when the proceedings seemed to go against him. I felt quiet relief when they moved in his direction. It was disquieting in the extreme, like being placed inside a body I had no desire to occupy. I was repulsed, to find myself so permeable.
“I was repulsed to find myself so permeable.” It’s a fascinating insight. How solid are our own selves, and how much altered could they be by the intimacies we inhabit, voluntarily or not, positive or not. I only wish the novel had spent much more time on this question, and cut out other parts of the novel, unmentioned here, that I don’t feel contribute much to it.… (meer)
The character descriptions were kind of long to the point where I couldn't just breeze through the book. I like the idea and the topic was new to me.
Very nice. A very good book. Interesting subjects, moving depiction of a certain alienation and quiet search for belonging. A lovely ending that feels right. There can be no intimacy in a world committed to…the neutrality of professionalism.
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