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And yet since literature<br />
has its size queens<br />
insisting that bigger is<br />
better, it should be said<br />
that women (in fiction<br />
as in life) have moved<br />
beyond the playground<br />
and onto the battlefield,<br />
beyond the supposed<br />
safety of the kitchen into<br />
the big bad world outside.<br />
How odd, then, that the Hemingway story should<br />
take place mostly on a cot outside a tent, between<br />
a man and a woman in the midst of an upper-class<br />
sports-adventure entertainment. Caught up in his feelings,<br />
unaware of the colonial fallout around him, Bwana<br />
can write home from the safari with zero awareness<br />
of how he wound up giving orders to his, personal boy.<br />
There is talk of money, but the subtheme of economics<br />
doesn’t get much broader than a few insults leveled<br />
by the dying writer against the, rich bitch who has<br />
supported him, the, destroyer of his talent. At one point<br />
he tells her cleverly, Your damned money was my armor.<br />
For all his Big Subjects men at war, men and peace, men<br />
without women Hemingway wasn’t a Big Picture guy.<br />
It’s possible to read For Whom the Bell Tolls and remain<br />
clueless as to who was fighting, or why.<br />
Meanwhile, a rather large wedge of reality has been<br />
neatly slipped into the pages of, Under the 82nd Airborne.<br />
The reason that Caitlin the down-on-her-luck<br />
actress in Eisenberg’s story finds herself in a room with<br />
Lewis and his mixed feelings about fish involves an<br />
escalating, undeclared war in Central America, a somewhat<br />
larger canvas than a safari tent in the bush. (I’m<br />
not suggesting that a great work can’t be written about<br />
so small a site Beckett often stays in one room or that<br />
there is any reason a writer should address our costly<br />
interference in the political affairs of other countries.<br />
There’s no reason an artist should do anything at all.<br />
I’m merely pointing out that these two arenas inside,<br />
private, the heart versus outside, public, the mind are<br />
not always divided neatly by gender.)<br />
Under the 82nd Airborne is not the only Eisenberg<br />
story to deal with the grim realities of Central American<br />
politics. She has also written about the Holocaust.<br />
And even her most, domestic and interior stories are<br />
permeated with the facts and details of social class. So<br />
one might expect male critics to encourage this girl-author’s<br />
valiant efforts to break away from the altar boudoir<br />
axis. But, writing in the Los Angeles Times, Richard<br />
Eder recoiled from the, coarse and loud voice of these<br />
subtle, understated stories, and he refined his opinion<br />
in a patronizing, bizarre review of Eisenberg’s latest<br />
collection, All Around Atlantis, calling her, a writer who<br />
bumps between what she does beautifully and what<br />
she seems to feel she ought to do. Her gift is to chart the<br />
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