No one saw it coming; it all happened in a fraction of a second. The people who weren’t injured – because they were too far away, or screened by other people’s bodies or behind parked cars, or because they were coming down the side lanes and hadn’t reached the main street when the explosion went off… witnessed the explosion as it engulfed the vehicles and the bodies of the people around them. It cut the electricity and killed birds. Windows were shattered and doors blown in. Cracks appeared in the walls of nearby houses, and some old ceilings collapsed.
In the confusion, junk dealer Hadi finds a nose, which he takes home and uses to finish off a body that he has created by sewing together body parts of the dead. Not long after this, another vehicle bomb kills Hasib, a hotel security guard. Freed from his body, Hasib’s soul enters the composite body and animates it. The body heads next door where Elishva, an old woman who everyone thinks is crazy, mistakes him for her long-lost son Daniel. She takes him in, telling him the story of the man who sent Daniel to his death 20 years before. The next day that man — and others — are dead, and it seems that the creature called Daniel is responsible. While there are definite supernatural elements in this book (The Whatsisname, as the creature is called, is hunted by an X-Files-style unit called the Tracking and Pursuit Department, which relies on astrologers and soothsayers), Saadawi is interested in using the story to shine a light on life in Baghdad at the start of the American occupation. The narrative ranges across a large number of characters – including the old woman Elishva and her neighbours: Abu Annam, the owner of a local hotel; Faraj, an unscrupulous real-estate agent; and journalist Mahmoud al-Sawadi, who works for a local magazine and finds himself following the story. Through these characters and real events, such as the 2005 stampede on the Imam’s bridge, Saawadi paints a vivid picture of life in Baghdad in the first years after the fall of Saddam Hussein, where, ‘Gangs were on the rampage … and people were abandoning their homes or shops for fear of being kidnapped or killed.’ Bombings are constant; militias, police and the US military roam the streets engaging in gunfights. Yet ordinary people still gather at Aziz’s coffee shop to discuss the news and gossip. Many of the characters are looking for a way out, planning to leave, while others see the opportunity in the chaos around them. But, as with Mary Shelley’s original Frankenstein, there is also a philosophical underpinning to the action. This philosophy comes to the surface where the monster discusses with his unwitting creator why he exists at all and what his purpose is in the world. The monster was created out of the body parts of innocents and his original mission is to kill those who wronged them. As he himself observes:‘With the help of God and of heaven, I will take revenge on all the criminals. I will finally bring about justice on earth, and there will no longer be a need to wait in agony for justice to come, in heaven or after death … In fact there is a moral and humanitarian obligation to back me, to bring about justice in this world, which has been totally ravaged by greed, ambition, megalomania, and insatiable blood lust.’
But once vengeance has been achieved, the associated body part falls away. So in order to remain alive, the monster must keep replenishing himself. He gathers a group of fanataical followers who source new body parts for him, but the line between innocent and criminal becomes blurred to the extent that those followers become unsure about what it is that they are trying to achieve. The debate among his followers over who the monster should be killing becomes a struggle between their two leaders known, to avoid any ambiguity, as the Magician and the Sophist. The debate considers what it means for his mission if his replacement body parts come from criminals. And what justifications can he use to kill the innocent to keep himself alive?‘I had an idea and I clung to it – it looked like the truth I had been seeking. The old man was a sacrificial lamb that the Lord had placed in my path tonight … He was going to die in a few minutes, or within half an hour at the most … So all I had done was hasten his death…’
Frankenstein in Baghdad works on a number of levels. As a dark satire on the madness of war, as a slice of life (although with a magical element) of Baghdad in the early years after the Americans came in 2003, or as a horror story with an implacable, tortured monster at its centre. That this mash-up works so completely is a credit to Saawadi. Ahmed Saadawi Frankenstein in Baghdad One World PB 320pp $24.99 Robert Goodman is an institutionalised public servant and obsessive reader, who won a science fiction short-story competition very early in his career but has found reviewing a better outlet for his skills. He has been a judge of the Ned Kelly Awards for eight years and reviews for a number of other publications including Aurealis and the Australian Public Sector News – see his website: www.pilebythebed.com You can buy Frankenstein in Baghdad from Abbey’s at a 10% discount by quoting the promotion code NEWTOWNREVIEW here or you can buy it from Booktopia here. To see if it is available from Newtown Library, click here.Tags: Ahmed | Saadawi, Baghdad, International Prize for Arabic Fiction, Mary | Shelley, Saddam | Hussein
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