The shovel and Retaliation

Unconditional fan of David Vann I discovered by chance during a discussion with a friendly bookseller, I was nearly put off by the first pages of this terrible novel.
Indeed, I had stayed on the gray and clammy teeming Sukkwan Island - which prompted me to acquire all the writings of the man, then I pass the original versions not translated in France, the price, my good lady , the price - and therefore expect this same suspended and ethereal writing plombante but devoid of cynicism, just desperate. McCarthy in a side path. I end up with Impure I read before Wastes ultimately attracted more bitter the shovel that the call of the sea.
History, it is known Galen, hypersensitive young man, detached from moral codes, seeks peace in meditation at a level completely disproportionate and, at the same time, discovers below a family that explodes in his face . Let's be clear.
Then share the story in a stinking money, incest, incest moral, and we are surprised to see this modern American history the very foundations of the Greek tragedies: all rotten, all driven by a hope all doomed.
The essence of this book goes beyond what he depicted, and therein lies all the strength of the writing of Vann. Like the American clichés in these suburban areas where every house is parallel and equal to its neighbor, Unclean is led by a style delicate and valuable starting not in her vocabulary, but in his way of getting ideas and gestures. Everything seems out of a baroque painting on porcelain cup of tea, overrated, obsessive and hopelessly hypocritical and returns to the earth.
He prowls smelling absolutely wonderful symbolic involuntary, no Hubert Selby in the analysis of vain, and this issue, so grotesque that it becomes mandatory and enjoyable, closes out a dirty fresco, an abscess exploding.