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A House for Mr. Biswas

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Author: V.s. Naipaul
Publisher: Vintage
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Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars 60 reviews
Sales Rank: 28293

Media: Paperback
Pages: 576
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Dimensions (in): 7.9 x 5.3 x 1

ISBN: 0375707166
Dewey Decimal Number: 823.914
EAN: 9780375707162
ASIN: 0375707166

Publication Date: March 13, 2001
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The early masterpiece of V. S. Naipaul’s brilliant career, A House for Mr. Biswas is an unforgettable story inspired by Naipaul's father that has been hailed as one of the twentieth century's finest novels.

In his forty-six short years, Mr. Mohun Biswas has been fighting against destiny to achieve some semblance of independence, only to face a lifetime of calamity. Shuttled from one residence to another after the drowning death of his father, for which he is inadvertently responsible, Mr. Biswas yearns for a place he can call home. But when he marries into the domineering Tulsi family on whom he indignantly becomes dependent, Mr. Biswas embarks on an arduous–and endless–struggle to weaken their hold over him and purchase a house of his own. A heartrending, dark comedy of manners, A House for Mr. Biswas masterfully evokes a man’s quest for autonomy against an emblematic post-colonial canvas.



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2 out of 5 stars unbearable   April 4, 2004
E. Cetin (East Quogue, NY United States)
213 out of 244 found this review helpful

I'm amazed that I'm completely at odds with the majority of the reviewers. Now, I consider myself an intelligent person and an avid reader but I fail to see what's so great about this novel. For the first time in my life, I stopped reading a book after 400 pages into it. It was, with the only word I can think of, unbearable.

Why would you like a novel? The least sophisticated reason might be the story being interesting, or entertaining. If your idea of an interesting story is one of a lifetime loser who keeps changing jobs, constantly complaining about his rich in-laws but after every failure goes back to them to live with 50 other people in the same house, sleeping on the floor; endless family quarrels; ignorant people who speak broken English etc, this book might be for you, because from the beginning to the end, that's what you get. There is nothing that gives you a curious, exciting feeling of "what's going to happen next?"; from his birth to his death you read the uninteresting life story of a loser with uninteresting details. You don't feel badly about him, you don't sympathize with him, you don't hope him to "make it this time", but you read and read and read and nothing changes. As such, I wouldn't be exaggerating much if I say that there isn't really a plot. If you listen to your grandfather's life story one night and write it the next few days, you can do just as well as the author of this novel, if not better, because at least there is a good chance that anybody's grandfather had a more interesting life than the completely uninteresting life of the protagonist, Mr. Biswas. As for humor like the other reviewers found, that's also a complete mystery to me. There is no humor.

I read other novels with stories that doesn't interest me but the way the story was told was so beautiful that I couldn't stop reading. Immediately, "Old Man and the Sea" of Hemingway comes to my mind. Fishing, personally, is not interesting for me; as such if a fishing lover friend starts telling me how he tried to catch a fish in details, I would quickly find a way to change the subject. But "Old Man and the Sea" happens to be one of my favorite novels because the language, the prose is just beautiful. Naipaul, however, is not Hemingway. It was further amazing for me to read that a lot of reviewers praised Naipaul's prose. In my opinion, his prose is better than an average high school student, but that's as good as it gets. There is no "art", no elegance in his prose. He just writes Mr. Biswas' life in historical order. It's like a chronology without the dates.

If I should force myself to say anything good about the book, maybe it exposes you to a foreign culture little bit. But just little bit and not in a thought provoking way.

I realize I feel and think so much opposite to the majority. When so many people like and praise this book and my position is the exact opposite, maybe the problem is me. Maybe I fail to see what they see. Logically, it is quite possible that I am just wrong. But as a well-read person, it is hard for me to put aside my confidence and accept that. So another possibility I can think of is as follows: Giving literary awards is not an easy task. Literature is not mathematics, literary taste is in some degree, subjective. Sometimes there might even be other influences, political or otherwise. One way or another, once a work gets awarded Nobel prize however, it becomes difficult for people to open mindedly criticize it. They try to force themselves to like it, and if they can't like it they don't express it for fear of sounding unsophisticated, unintelligent, or downright stupid. So usually you only see positive criticisms.

If you are still curious about the book, read it. I leave it up to you to decide between the to possibilities.



1 out of 5 stars Good Grief This Was Bad!   March 7, 2006
D. Mitchell (South Carolina)
84 out of 109 found this review helpful

I am an AVID reader, pretty intelligent and read at least 1-2 books a week (more when on vacation). I have read books about all kinds of people in all cultures...and this book turned into a quest...a quest to FINISH it!!! I never stop reading a book once I start it, but I was about ready to shoot myself in order to end my distress. If you want to read a REALLY, REALLY good book about desperation in the Indian culture, you simply MUST, MUST, MUST read "A Fine Balance"...one of the best books I have ever read. It's always on my suggested reading list when people ask me for the name of a good book...along with "Life of Pi." I simply don't understand all the wonderful remarks about this book. It went on and on and on and on with the same thing happening to this man over and over...with only a change in his location. It would pick up every now and again, and I would think "now it's going to start to get interesting" but I was only entertained for a page or two before Mr. Biswas returned to his same ol' depressing self, repeating the same mistakes over and over and over and over and over and over...well you get the point. Boring, boring book. I would have given it 0 stars but that wasn't an option.


5 out of 5 stars A Nobel Prize for Mr. V.S. ( Naipaul, that is)!!   September 3, 2001
L. Feld (Arlington, VA)
61 out of 115 found this review helpful

yA House for Mr. Biswasy is all of the following -- complex, psychologically perceptive, emotionally difficult, rewarding, moving, depressing, tragi-comic, deeply ironic, metaphoric, nightmarishly surreal, utterly believable, honest, exasperating, claustrophobic, prudish in some ways (no sex, for instance), deeply human, liberating, brilliant, frustrating, beautifully written y and much more. It is a book which very well may tempt you, as it tempted me, to just say ythe hell with ity about halfway through, as Mr. Biswas struggles, but never seems able to achieve, autonomy, self respect, happiness, freedom (especially from the suffocating, sprawling Tulsi family y the ultimate in-laws from hell!!), let alone the yhousey referred to in the title. But donyt give in to temptation! yA House for Mr. Biswasy is a book that richly rewards those who stick with it, who persevere, just as Mr. Biswas does, although at times you may feel like you canyt take it anymore (one step forwards, two steps back, argggghhh!). Perhaps a helpful attitude in reading this book, which I strongly recommend you consider, is to think of yourself as a yreader and learnery (to use V.S. Naipaulys term for the Tulsi schoolchildren) at the feet of a superb writer with something to say and a great deal of wisdom to impart.

In sum, yA House for Mr. Biswasy is a deeply satisfying (as opposed to yentertainingy or superficially yenjoyabley) book, NOT easy summer ybeach readingy, but a book which confirms the psychological cliche that itys the HARD STUFF which is potentially the most rewarding emotionally. So, donyt let the fact yA House for Mr. Biswasy is not yeasyy scare you off, because this is truly a brilliant book, and one which richly deserves its ranking as one of the ybest books of the centuryy (#72 on the Modern Libraryys best fiction list, for instance). Oh, and by the way, why hasnyt V.S. Naipaul won the Nobel prize for literature yet? (Earth to Nobel Prize committee, come in please!) Anyway, for what itys worth, I hereby nominate him, and hope that many of you will second my nomination!


5 out of 5 stars A miracle of a book   November 27, 1999
Dennis Dalman (St. Cloud, Minnesota)
32 out of 55 found this review helpful

A House for Mr. Biswas is one of the few books I tend to "push" people to read. I first heard about Naipaul in 1980 when Elizabeth Hardwick wrote a piece on him in the New York Review of Books. So I read A Bend in the River and loved it. A bit later that year, I moved to London, England to study for a year. I decided to spend the year studying V.S. Naipaul and wrote a book-length paper on him. Biswas was the fourth book I read by him and it just blew me away. It's one of handful of books I'd take to the fabled desert island. Naipaul, I've learned, is not everyone's cup of tea. His maddening fastidiousness can just about drive a reader nuts, especially in his travel writing. But, my God, what a prose master he is! It's an absolute disgrace he hasn't won the Nobel yet. I highly recommend The Enigma of Arrival, one of the strangest and most beautiful books ever written. It's rivetingly haunting. Please read it, folks!


5 out of 5 stars A struggle for independence   June 13, 2002
A.J. (Maryland)
29 out of 49 found this review helpful

As a British colony, Trinidad became the home of many Indian immigrants, and "A House for Mr. Biswas" tells the story of a man who is born into and grows up in this society searching for a place he can call his own. In this novel, V.S. Naipaul vividly and picturesquely describes Trinidad as a thriving but generally poor island populated by a strong Hindu community with a waning observance of the caste system and where, even well into the twentieth century, the most common mode of transportation is the bicycle.

Naipaul's titular protagonist, Mohun Biswas, was born a bad omen, declared by a pundit (Hindu scholar) to be the eventual downfall of his parents; the prophecy is seemingly fulfilled when his father accidentally dies because of his mischief. After some brief schooling, Mr. Biswas (as he is called throughout the novel, even as a young boy) embarks on a series of odd jobs: After an unsuccessful apprenticeship to a pundit, he is sent to work in a relative's rumshop and later becomes a sign-painter. It is on this job that he meets a pretty girl named Shama, whose family, named Tulsi, owns many properties and businesses in Trinidad. A marriage is arranged between Biswas and Shama, and he soon finds himself a prisoner of the Tulsi family in a way, a situation which becomes the basis for his lifelong struggle for independence.

The Tulsis' house, called the Hanuman House, is crowded with members of Shama's extended family, including her mother, her uncle Seth, who manages much of the family's businesses, brothers, sisters, and innumerable and indistinguishable nieces and nephews -- living conditions which lead to irritation and violent arguments with in-laws. The Tulsis give him a shop to run and a sugarcane field to oversee, but he lets deadbeats and workers take advantage of him. His attempt to build his own house and move away from the Tulsis for good, with the help of an incompetent carpenter, ends in disaster.

On his own initiative, he becomes a reporter for a Trinidad newspaper, the Sentinel, writing sensational and often embellished stories, interviewing "Deserving Destitutes," and learning a new kind of creativity which grants him true vocational freedom from the Tulsis. Meanwhile, Shama bears him four children, among whom there is only one son, Anand, whose fragile relationship with his father instills the novel with touching moments of realism.

It's easy to empathize with Mr. Biswas, for he is a character of the most universal sort -- everyone can relate to his desire for autonomy, freedom, and independence. He could be a symbol of the emancipation of a controlled people -- specifically, Indian independence from the British empire -- but the novel also succeeds on its surface level. We know from the prologue that Mr. Biswas eventually does escape the Tulsis and obtain a house, a decrepit, boxlike affair that hardly seems like a personal triumph. But it is *his* house, his declaration of independence, a final confirmation that he is indeed his own man.



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