The Empusium is one of the most wonderfully atmospheric books I have read in a long time. The forest trees, moss, and lichen create their own ominous mood:
The ritual of the fall had started, as if the proximity of death activated reserves of extraordinary energy in these trees that, instead of continuing to support life, allowed them to celebrate dying…As we know, however, the most interesting things are always in the shadows, in the invisible.
Upon closing the cover after finishing the last page, I am not entirely sure that I understand it. But, Olga Tokarczuk has given me much to ponder.
Mieczylaw Wojnicz has come from Poland to a sanatorium in Gorbersdorf, to live in a kurhaus for those suffering consumption. While he waits for a room there, he is taken to the Guesthouse for Gentleman, run by Herr Opitz. And soon after his arrival, he sees the body of a woman lying in the dining room table; it is Frau Opitz who has died.
Mieczylaw hears noises in the night, and when alone, he investigates the rooms above him. One is Frau Opitz’, where he tries on her clothes (her slippers fit him perfectly), and lies in her bed feeling great peace. The other room is an attic, containing a chair to which are attached great leather straps…the sense of foreboding is ominous.
The men at the Guesthouse for Gentleman have discussions around the dinner table, much of which consist of disparaging women. They also partake of a liquor called Schwärmerei, made from mushrooms in the forest, which tastes earthy but clearly makes their heads heavy and calms them down.
We are told that Wojnicz has been uncomfortable all his life undressing in front of the doctors, who always insist he must remove even his drawers. At first I think this is because he is shy. Later, I come to understand it is because of what his underwear hides.
He makes friends with Thilo, who bequeaths him this photo:
They both have admired it greatly, noticing that when you look at it in certain ways you can see different things. This, I think, has something to do with the point Olga Tokarczuk is making: we see what it is that we want to see, and sometimes, our perspective shifts with the blink of an eye.
One more interesting concept…an Empusa is a shape-shifting female being in Greek mythology, a demonic ghost sent by the goddess Hecate and appearing to the ill-fated. How is it then, that The Empusium contains no women at all, unless we look more closely at Mieczylaw?
I have read this book for Women In Translation month, always an enriching experience in the book blogging world. Also, thanks to Fitzcarraldo Editions who sent me an advanced copy of this book, to be published September 26, 2024.
