The Crazed

I had a difficult time deciding whether to awared this book four stars or five. Ther were some aspects of the book I didn't like, such as the narrator's extreme naivete, but once I realized that Ha Jin wanted us to dislike those aspects and be shocked by them, I decided the book certainly deserved no less than five stars.The actual plot of "The Crazed" (and there is really very little plot here) revolves around the relationship between the narrator, Jian Wan, and his professor at Shanning University, Professor Yang as well as the relationship of both to post-revolutionary China and their "place" in society.As the novel opens, Professor Yang has just been hospitalized after suffering a stroke. Now, in addition to studying for the upcoming exams that will allow him to go to Beijing University and join his finacee (who happens to be Professor Yang's daughter), Jian Wan must sit with Professor Yang each afternoon and tend to his needs. In caring for Professor Yang, Jian must endure the rants and raves of the older man which he first attributes to the stroke. As the days proceed, however, Jian must question who exactly is crazed. Is it Professor Yang, as he's first assumed? Is it those around him? Or is it Jian, himself? And is Professor Yang really "raving?" Might he not be taking this opportunity to "speak the truth," instead?In "The Crazed," Ha Jin has written a very political book without seeming to emphasize politics at all. And, what's more, the politics in "The Crazed" can be applied to almost any country in the world; they don't have to be confined to China.It's difficult to believe that Ha Jin didn't grow up speaking, reading and writing English. The prose in "The Crazed" is spare and elegant. Not one word is superfluous or wasted. It's also very fluid, with no awkward twists or turns. I was also impressed with the many, many layers of meaning this rather short book manages to pack between its covers.I have absolutely no hesitation in recommending "The Crazed" to any reader who enjoys well-written literary fiction. In my opinion, Ha Jin is certainly an author to watch. I think he'll definitely become a candidate for the Nobel and, if he doesn't actually win, I'll be very surprised.

This novel tells the story of a young intellectual - a man with a mission - who becomes the plaything of a malignant party bureaucrat.It gives us an eminent impression of the influence of a political system on the day-to-day life of the main characters.Old people were the victims of the Cultural Revolution and die in hatred. The young are manifesting on Tiananmen Square against the one party State for more freedom. But the 'crazed' remain in absolute power and play with the other 'crazed' (the men with a mission).This book depicts China as 'a paradise for idiots', where 'love is a chameleon'. It is a really totalitarian State, but where personal interests are paramount.The author remarks rightly: 'It's personal interests that motivate the individual and therefore generate the dynamics of history. Our history books on the Communist Revolution have always left out individual motives ... why they joined the Red Army or the Communist Party ... because they wanted to escape an arranged marriage or to avoid debts or just to have enough food and clothes.' (p. 320)This novel is magnificently constructed. The reader discovers slowly the truth behind the actions, deliriums and whisperings.A really great book written by an accomplished writer.

Winner of the PEN/Faulkner award and the National Book Award for his novel, "Waiting," Ha Jin left his native China for the US in 1985 and is now a professor of English at Boston University. With this third novel, set in 1989, at the time of the Tiananmen Square upheavals, he again demonstrates his command of the English language and the nuances of human behavior. His prose is spare and compact and charged with the sense that anything might happen.The book opens calmly, even placidly, as the narrator, graduate student Jian Wan, explains that his mentor, Professor Yang, has suffered a stroke. Yang has been helping him prepare for the Ph. D entrance exams for classical literature at Beijing University, the foundation of Jian's meticulously planned future. He will pass the exams and join his fiancée, Professor Yang's daughter Meimei, in the city, "where we planned to build our nest." He will become a teacher himself and spend his life in scholarly pursuits, a spiritual aristocrat, rich in heart, as his teacher has counseled. Now, as the closest thing to a family member available, Jian has been assigned to nurse Yang, which he is glad to do, though uneasy about the lost time. "I was anxious - without thorough preparation I couldn't possibly do well in the exams."A sober, conventional, conscientious young man, Jian's settled outlook is soon disrupted by more than inadequate study time. The professor is suffering a kind of dementia that at first seems nonsensical. But as the days pass, Yang focuses on events which seem to come from his past. An intellectual, Yang was a "target of the struggle" during the Cultural Revolution. He had been denounced, humiliated, his books burned. Once he had told Jian that during difficult times he would quote Dante to himself. " `They could hurt me physically, but they could not subdue my soul.' " But now, his mind wandering, Yang's lofty sentiments have deserted him. One morning he belts out a rousing political rhyme. "His singing made my scalp itch as I remembered hearing Red Guards chant it in my hometown. By so doing, those big boys and girls had contributed their little share to the revolution; but that had been two decades before, and now the song was no more than an embarrassing joke." Additionally, Yang "would not have been entitled to sing such a progressive song together with the masses." How, Jian wonders, did he learn it?Listening to his professor's ravings, Jian is unsure how much is real, how much made up. Yang bounces from oddly skewed parables to blissful descriptions of an adulterous affair. His moods swing from joy to savage recrimination. He makes bitter pronouncements on family and scholarly life, the political hypocrisy and expediency of communism and academic backbiting. He is sarcastic, angry, blubbering and regretful. Jian is often "shocked," sometimes repelled, but intrigued too. Could he have understood so little of his teacher's life? As he comprehends his professor's vast store of disappoint

This book was the first I've read by Ha Jin. I tried Waiting but didn't give it a chance. Now I will. There is never much said about a book's design, but this one merits high praise. Iris Weinstein, the designer, picked the typeface Cochin for the text, which is a "versatile face and looks well on any kind of paper." In addition, its "italic is delightful," say the notes at the back of the book, and indeed it is delightful. Italic is scattered throughout the text, as Prof. Yang, the dying, delusional teacher of Jian Wan, Ph.D. candidate and devoted student, is constantly quoting lyrics from various incongruent sources such as Red Brigade songs, children's propaganda ditties, and Dante, Goethe, and Tu Fu. The italic veritably dances on the page. And the text too is solid. Somehow I kept thinking about Kafka as I read this novel. Something about the design of the book, and Ha Jin's style of writing, and what he was writing about, the utter madness of Prof. Yang, the stifling conditions of China, and Jian Wan's constant attempts at trying to make sense of it all drew me back to Kafka's The Trial and The Castle. Indeed there are similarities between the two writers: being trapped in an absurd world of irrational authority, constantly trying to make sense of a hopeless bureauracy, outbursts of vicious violence, and feelings of deep hopelessness. But Ha Jin also is unique. He writes of a secret world we are just beginning to understand. And he draws us to the horror of Tiananmen Square. He writes of personal struggles with love and meaning, and how these "personal interests...motivate the individual and therefore generate the dynamics of history." That is what makes Ha Jin's work dynamic and true. Warning: One must stay with this work, even though it is dominated by the rantings of the Professor and the puzzled, constant attempts of his student to understand what seems to be madness. All the threads are woven together, and in the end, you will be completely rewarded for your patience.

Professor Yang of Shanning University, China, is "The Crazed" of Ha Jin's new novel. Having just suffered a stroke, he is given to frequent rants, many pieces of which hint at a wretched life lived. His faithful graduate student and soon-to-be son-in-law Jian Wan is assigned by the university to attend to the professor's daily needs. In the sparse hospital room, he cannot help listening in on the rants. As he does, Wan tries to understand the deep sense of loss that his professor has suffered. It is later evident to the young graduate student that the professor has had to deal with much personal pain and a fruitless existence. "Every intellectual is a clerk in China", Professor Yang raves, "just a clerk, a screw in the machine of the revolution." The professor's unfortunate life eventually changes the course of at least three others. Jian Wan himself is desperately trying to hold it all together-caring for his professor while his PhD qualifying exams loom around the corner. The fate of these exams will determine whether or not he can make it to Beijing to be with his ambitious fiancée, Meimei (Yang's daughter). At first, Jian Wan assumes he has no other choice than follow the scholarly course that has been charted for him. However, Yang's endless rants about the meaningless existence of a scholar, along with a transformative trip to the countryside, point him in another way. "As a human being, I should spend my life in such a way that at the final hour I could feel fulfillment and contentment, as if I had completed a task or a journey." Jian Wan says. He no longer wants to pretend to be a scholar, but live instead, a truly productive life. As Jian Wan tries to find a way out, he realizes he is powerless in a society that crushes all dissent. The final pages of The Crazed find Wan in the midst of the cathartic events of Tiananmen Square.Ha Jin's sparse writing style, which was on wonderful display in "Waiting", is as effective as ever. His words are as clinical and precise as the hospital room in which much of the novel is set. The pace moves forward rapidly and well. Sometimes, I found that the professor's rants covered a lot of space in the text prolonging the suspense a bit too much. These sections set in the hospital with an almost unrelenting focus on the professor were a little claustrophobic. Despite these small distractions, the main story comes through loud and clear in Ha Jin's wonderful book. The machinations of a government that can manipulate the smallest events in its citizens' lives are on awful display here. Jian Wan in the novel sees an image of China: "in the form of an old hag so decrepit and brainsick that she would devour her children to sustain herself." In such a society, one wonders, who cannot help but be "crazed".