In 2001 Michel Houellebecq published Platform, about a Western-owned sex resort in Asia which is brutally attacked by a Muslim
fundamentalist group. Timing is everything.
The book was written and published just before 9/11/2001, and it eerily
anticipated some of the main themes and the brutality that was seared into our consciousness that month.
Now we have Submission, a 2015 Houellebecq novel about
France in 2022, the fictional year in which France, in a political crisis engendered by
large-scale Muslim immigration, adopts a limited version of Sharia law. Yes, it seems entirely implausible. But reading this book during the recent Paris
attacks was very unsettling. Some of the
novel’s political figures are taken from real life, and to be reading about
them in the book and hearing them on the news the same day is very strange. I’m
not sure of much, but I am pretty sure that we really don’t know where all this
is headed. Fear mongering abounds, and
it seems that just about anything can happen now, be it a swing far to the left
or to the right.
Accidental oracle? |
First, let’s acknowledge that Houellebecq is a French
intellectual, and as such just about everything he produces is cloaked in
abstraction and intellectual tradition.
The protagonist in the novel is a scholar specializing in Huysmans,
hardly an everyday writer for American readers.
And much of the cleverness of the book relies on that conceptual
underpinning. The bored protagonist at
the beginning of the novel struggles for sexual and existential
fulfillment. By submitting to Islam at
the end, he ends up exactly where he wants to be, except without the
struggle. In certain ways this parallels
Huysmans life, and that’s the intellectual conceit here. It’s very clever, it’s contrived, it’s
intricately planned, it’s annoyingly abstract.
But how does Houellebecq seemingly anticipate current events
with uncanny accuracy? I’m sure he’s not
happy that Paris was attacked, but he can’t be discontent that sales of his
book will undoubtedly skyrocket as a result. The book has a ‘look at me!’ smugness about it
that is not attractive. A bit too
clever, too abstract, and also perhaps unsettlingly plausible.