László Krasznahorkai is a visionary writer of extraordinary intensity and vocal range who captures the texture of present-day existence in scenes that are terrifying, strange, appallingly comic, and often shatteringly beautiful.
—Marina Warner (announcing the Man Booker International Prize)

A classic escape nightmare, Chasing Homer is sped on not only by Krasznahorkai’s signature velocity, but also by a unique musical score and intense illustrations

Available November 2, 2021

Chasing Homer

Fiction by László Krasznahorkai

Translated from the Hungarian by John Batki

  • Full-color paintings by Max Neumann
  • Music by Szilveszter Miklós

In this thrilling chase narrative, a hunted being escapes certain death at breakneck speed—careening through Europe, heading blindly South. Faster and faster, escaping the assassins, our protagonist flies forward, blending into crowds, adjusting to terrains, hopping on and off ferries, always desperately trying to stay a step ahead of certain death: the past did not exist, only what was current existed—a prisoner of the instant, rushing into this instant, an instant that had no continuation …

Krasznahorkai—celebrated for the exhilarating energy of his prose—outdoes himself in Chasing Homer. And this unique collaboration boasts beautiful full-color paintings by Max Neumann and—reaching out of the book proper—the wildly percussive music of Szilveszter Miklós scored for each chapter (to be accessed by the reader via QR codes).

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Clothbound (published November 2, 2021)

ISBN
9780811227971
Trim Size
5.5x9.5
Page Count
96

Ebook

ISBN
9780811227988
László Krasznahorkai is a visionary writer of extraordinary intensity and vocal range who captures the texture of present-day existence in scenes that are terrifying, strange, appallingly comic, and often shatteringly beautiful.
—Marina Warner (announcing the Man Booker International Prize)
László Krasznahorkai is the undisputed laureate of our deranged, vulnerable epoch.
—Eileen Battersby, The Irish Times
Apocalyptic, visionary, and mad, it flies off the page and stays lodged intractably wherever it lands.
Publishers Weekly