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- <text id=89TT0460>
- <title>
- Feb. 13, 1989: An Explosive Reception
- </title>
- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1989
- Feb. 13, 1989 James Baker:The Velvet Hammer
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- BOOKS, Page 82
- An Explosive Reception
- </hdr><body>
- <p>By Paul Gray
- </p>
- <qt> <l>THE SATANIC VERSES</l>
- <l>by Salman Rushdie;</l>
- <l>Viking; 547 pages; $19.95</l>
- </qt>
- <p> Occasionally, heartening evidence surfaces that some people
- still care about serious fiction after all. Here is a long,
- challenging novel by a highly praised writer, and it has spurred
- a frenzy of international attention. Headlines have bristled.
- Voices have been raised, although not exactly in unanimous
- praise. The book has been banned in a number of countries with
- substantial Muslim populations; its appearance in the West has
- been greeted with isolated public protests and telephoned bomb
- threats.
- </p>
- <p> It must be added that few of those outraged by The Satanic
- Verses have ever seen it, much less opened it. Their fury, and
- the timorousness of government officials fearing violent
- uproars, has been prompted by one accusation: that the novel
- contains a blasphemous portrait of the Prophet Muhammad and
- thus amounts to a terrible insult to Islam. The plain, simple
- truth is that the novel does nothing of the sort, but only those
- who consent to read the thing will discover this for themselves.
- </p>
- <p> If all the hubbub, with its attendant free publicity,
- increases the audience for The Satanic Verses, so much the
- better. The book is both an Arabian Nights narrative
- enchantment and a vast rumination on history, on the clash of
- cultures and individuals, and on the beliefs that people cherish
- for comfort and salvation. Author Salman Rushdie, 41, who was
- born in Bombay and educated at Cambridge, shows every sign of
- disproving Kipling's bromide about East, West and the twain
- never meeting. They have met, all right, in his experience and
- imagination, with results that are alternately comic, poignant
- and explosive.
- </p>
- <p> The novel, in fact, begins with a big bang: the blowing up,
- by Sikh terrorists, of a jumbo jet, Flight AI-420 from Bombay to
- London, at 29,002 feet over the English Channel. Two passengers,
- cartwheeling and conversing, plummet earthward. One is Gibreel
- Farishta, India's most popular movie star, who is in disguise
- and fleeing his fame after suffering a life-threatening illness
- and discovering in the process that there is no God. The other
- is Saladin Chamcha, a prosperous performer of voice-overs for
- commercials on British television, returning to his adopted land
- after a melancholy visit to Bombay and the haunts of his
- childhood. Miraculously -- preposterously -- they both survive
- their descent. And then truly strange things begin to happen.
- </p>
- <p> Saladin sprouts a pair of horns on his forehead and cloven
- hoofs; these mutations earn him, a British subject, rough
- handling by police and immigration officials. Gibreel develops a
- visible arc of light, a halo, around his head, and must cope
- with the awestruck reverence of perfect strangers. His new
- radiance aggravates an older problem, particularly puzzling in
- light of his newfound atheism: his vivid cinematic dreams, in
- which he is cast as the Archangel Gibreel, but without a
- script, and then asked by a series of petitioners to deliver
- Allah's word.
- </p>
- <p> It is one of these -- a businessman named Mahound -- who has
- settled Rushdie's mulligatawny as far as Islamic fundamentalists
- are concerned. For the Gibreel-Mahound exchanges are based, in
- an obviously distorted and hallucinatory manner, on an episode
- in the life of Muhammad: the Prophet's early willingness to
- include in the Qur'an an acknowledgment of three female deities
- and his later repudiation of these verses as satanically
- inspired. If Muhammad himself was willing to admit that he had
- been deceived, it is difficult to see why a tangential,
- fictional version of this long-ago event should cause such
- contemporary furor.
- </p>
- <p> For someone outside the faith to lecture Muslims on what
- they should or should not read would be impudent. But it must
- also be stated that there is no ridicule or harm in this novel,
- only an overwhelming sense of amazement and joy at the
- multifariousness of all Allah's children. As Gibreel and
- Saladin try to make their afflicted ways through contemporary
- London, a fascinating tapestry unfurls behind them. This
- backdrop contains vivid scenes -- among them, the subjugation
- of an immense subcontinent and ancient cultures by an upstart
- island, and the upheavals that result when this thralldom is
- abruptly ended. But the history is parceled out in telling,
- individual details, people and places caught up in a grand
- design of which they are innocent and that, in the long run, may
- turn out to be simply chaos.
- </p>
- <p> That possibility of meaninglessness tantalizes and bedevils
- throughout the novel. But Rushdie's furious, organizing energy
- seems to mark him as an angel of coherence. He has obviously
- read his Garcia Marquez, his Joyce, his Thomas Pynchon. He
- shares with those authors the desire to assemble everything he
- has known and seen and make it all fit together, beautifully. In
- his fourth novel, Rushdie has done just that.
- </p>
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- </body></article>
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