Sedaris plays with traditional expectations of animal fables
by skewering ignorant and self-righteous (cough…conservative) characters,
including overprivileged birds who ridicule the “backward” inhabitants of a
Guatemalan holiday destination, a stork who denies sex education to her inquisitive
chick, and a militant rabbit preoccupied with violent defense of his forest (even filing down a unicorn's horn...poor unicorn). It
is rather satisfying to let Sedaris have at these characters from a socially-minded
perspective that challenges ethnocentric/political norms. From there, Sedaris delves
further into the tension within individuals of limited experience who, through
tragedy and acceptance of their own personal weaknesses, achieve the sometimes jarring, but
transcendent effect of empathy. The title story features a chipmunk overcoming
her fear of the unfamiliar (in this case, a taboo inter-species relationship
with a squirrel). After she succumbs to pressures to break up with the
squirrel, she realizes that he actually signifies “every beautiful thing she
had ever failed to appreciate” (21). For Sedaris, it is not through upholding
(personal/philisophical/national) boundaries that one achieves insight, but rather through
relationships. He calls for the building of a type of self-directed wisdom bred
from the desire to connect and to understand others. The final two stories
extend this theme: a cat and mouse who find redemption through a
shared addiction and a widower owl who rejects his role as predator to seek out knowledge from his prey, stating “[w]hat changed things, albeit slowly, was
learning” (157).
Deep right?
Now, I love me some Sedaris stories. After standing in line
for hours at a signing for his last collection, When You Are Engulfed in Flames, Mr. Sedaris not only signed and
drew a funny little crab on my book, he also gave me a mini shampoo from his
Beverly Hilton hotel room. Despite the goodwill I may have towards this quirky
gift-giving writer and despite my fandom for his brilliant NPR readings (here
is one from this
collection), I can admit that, though I really liked Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk, I feel that it is overly restrained and a
bit too…neat. The distinct authorial perspective, the observations of eccentric
family members, the poetically-odd circumstances from previous collections are practically
absent. Sedaris’s turn to animals places the anthropomorphized creatures in the
mundane world of domestic responsibilities, marriage, body image, childrearing,
and religion. The effect, though clever, layers an additional device upon his writing
and distances the reader from Sedaris’s singular voice, overwhelming the more compelling
aspects of his style. On the bright side, even a diluted Sedaris is still very
readable.
Final verdict: Kind of like a mini-snack to tide you over
until Sedaris’s next collection. Also, great illustrations by Ian Falconer. Better
to pick up Naked or Me Talk Pretty One Day, if you are new
to his work.
1 comment:
I love me some Sedaris as well. Did I mention that I have the audiobook for Me Talk Pretty One Day? I think I get what you mean about the animal stories getting away from that snarky eclectic style that he has--his ability to write about the absurdity of the commonplace and share in a hilariously deadpan tone some of the absurd experiences he's had is absolutely my favorite thing about his stories.
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