The harshness of the winters in Appalachia is combined with the men and women who survive on land that the American dream does not even seem to have touched his wings harshness. In these rural areas devastated by poverty or crystal-meth, feelings, kindness, morality are luxuries that souls can not afford. Carved out of the hearts of a people the harshness of tough guys, this is the central theme of "Incandescences" most news Ron Rash radiography accurately and America sobriety abandoned pick-up and mobile homes. Writing is in tune with characters plunged in extreme situations and forced to act without emotion: it prohibited lyricism, flamboyance. Amidst all these stories accompanies a dispassionate style, one being managed to escape through the imagination: in "The flight" (tender and poignant as a song by Sufjan Stevens), Jared sees his parents s' sink into addiction to meth. The look of the child magnet. It resembles the look of the writer, who never moralize nor accuses. Post is it still a gesture of love towards humanity, a desperate attempt to understand it? The savagery of the spirits in the shadow of the mountains looks from, atavistic. The two new framing collection evoke the darkest periods in the history of the United States and suggest how "hard times" have ironclad sensibilities "Lincolnites" happens during the Civil War, tells the crime committed in cold blood by a young pregnant woman before most of the world go quietly breastfeed her infant; the opening narrative depicts unpretentious rural poverty and savage mentality of farmers during the Great Depression: Here again, it is a child, a little girl starving, making sacrificial victim figure, finding themselves in overwhelming circumstances reduced to the status of an animal caught in a trap. What happens in the XXI century the descendants of the generations of disinherited? In a new veiled a beautifully sad humor ("Waiting for the end of the world"), a country singer stands before the "populated tables derelicts" a wry observation final: "And what I think, is that it is perhaps time to stop all human reproduction. God or evolution or what could put us on earth to resume starting everything from scratch, because then it does not work. " The only deity revered is money, an old man hopes to an illegal crop in a protected park, a worker thinks it can win by plundering the graves of Confederate soldiers, or qu'amasse cynically a lender pledges with valuables that all drug addicts abandon corner of his shop ("The end of the world", staggering). The misdeeds of the poor do usually only hasten their loss. The destinies do seem more ridiculous and pathetic. The writer often interrupts his stories before the fateful moment of the fall: the endings are inevitable but alentis and suspended allegories perhaps all these remote areas who never cease to agonize. It is through their universal that new Ron Rash impressive: in a land that is urbanizing at accelerated speed, what is left of our roots, our rural origins? What modern-day player, his ancestors have lived in the depths of China, in the depths of India or in the deserted villages of Europe, can identify with the thoughts of the engineer "thrown into a world when the sky did not matter where the earth does not blacken your nails, do not stick to your shoes or render your calloused hands, but was seen at best behind building windows, car and plane ? The world is irrelevant and dumb. " Away from the cities, the last inhabitants of Nature no longer remain in disarray. A world is dying, whose stories of Ron Rash preserve the original savagery and memory.
