The long-awaited final work and magnum opus of one of the United States’s greatest authors, critics, and tastemakers, is a sprawling self-contained trilogy chronicling the troubled history of a small Central European nation bearing certain similarities to Hungary — and whose rise and fall might be said to parallel the strange contortions taken by Western political and literary thought over the course of the twentieth century. More than twenty years in the making, and containing a cast of characters, breadth of insight, and degree of stylistic legerdemain to rival such staggering achievements as William H. Gass’s , Carlos Fuentes’s , Robert Coover’s , or Péter Nádas’s may be the last great work to issue from the generation that changed American letters in the ’60s and ’70s.
