You Don’t Have to Live Like This, by Benjamin Markovits - book review

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Max Liu
Thursday 09 July 2015 14:36 BST
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Poetic licence: 'The things that are true are totally true...the things that aren't true sound like they are,' says Benjamin Markovits
Poetic licence: 'The things that are true are totally true...the things that aren't true sound like they are,' says Benjamin Markovits (JUSTIN SUTCLIFFE)

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Is Benjamin Markovits contemporary fiction’s best-kept secret? His previous novel, Childish Loves (2011), the final instalment in his trilogy about Lord Byron, was haunting, but he’s difficult to define: a London-based Texan, who’s best known for writing about Romantic poets, and selected as one of Granta’s Best of Young British Novelists.

Markovits’s seventh novel is as profound a meditation on contemporary America as you’re likely to read this year. His oeuvre straddles centuries, continents, and genres, so it’s fitting that his latest protagonist, Greg “Marny” Marnier, exists on the peripheries between cultures and communities.

Recent tragedies in Charleston, Ferguson, and elsewhere demonstrate that something is rotten in America, and Detroit has long symbolised its urban dysfunction. Marny is drifting through his thirties when his former Yale classmate, dotcom multi-millionaire Robert, buys thousands of low-priced houses in Detroit and begins a renewal project amid the city’s ruins. Robert envisages “the kind of small-town community that we still associate with the founding of this country”, so he, Marny, and a group of their friends are soon living as “new frontiersmen” in Detroit.

Why are these bright young Americans prepared to drop everything and move to a bankrupt city? Because they’ve discovered that, in an era of recession, all their privilege buys them is their place in a soul-sucking rat race, and they’re seduced by Robert’s utopian spiel. What about native Detroiters? “They don’t want you living here,” says Tony, a journalist with roots in the city’s white working class. As others join Robert’s experiment, Detroit becomes the arena for conflict between those who don’t know what to do with themselves, and those who are truly disenfranchised.

At times disturbing but very moving, this serious and rewarding book speaks to our present moment. From basketball court to courthouse, it’s like a season of The Wire scripted by J M Coetzee. But Markovits’s work warrants more than flippant soundbites. He writes with precision about the way individuals relate to places, race, children, and even pulls off a cameo from Barack Obama. I was immersed in Marny’s world and shared his uncertainty about how to interpret events when tensions that had boiled beneath the surface eventually erupt. Like the lives it describes, this novel contains multitudes.

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