Richard Russo’s writing is neatly divided into two different eras by year 2002. When he was a struggling writer trying to eke out a living from a patchwork of sad teaching gigs, he was a genius. He wrote about the destruction of the American working class throughout the 1990s. His novels Nobody’s Fool and Empire Falls are extraordinary. They are about male friendships, the crumbling down of working class families, and the consequences of the death of American manufacturing.
Then Russo became successful. His writing started to bring in good money, and he no longer belonged to the working class that had inspired his best writing. The writer became a wealthy, clueless twerp, and he now writes for smug, supercilious leftists who sit in their Cape Cod mansions and pout at the “racist-sexist” plebs.
In short, read the 1990s Russo but beware of everything he wrote this century.
I know we’re talking about novels but I also want to recommend Russo’s memoir titled Elsewhere. It tells the story of how the writer was completely controlled and endlessly persecuted by his freakish mother. His entire life was blighted by the terrible woman, and it is not surprising that he became far-left in his later life. The overbearing Mommy, who followed him around like a pitbull his entire life, simply ate his masculinity. Russo is from the kind of a broken home where the controlling mother chases away the father and turns the son into a pseudo-husband for herself. The memoir depicts this not-infrequent pathology in a clear and poignant way.
America lost a truly great author when Russo went woke. I never abandon hope, so I plough through every new book that he publishes. To say that they are terrible is the mother of all understatements. Russo tries to massage the characters from his talented novels of the 1990s into the Procrustean bed of critical race and gender theories. The characters in his woke-era sequels become cardboard cutouts and nothing of what they do or say makes sense if you remember how they were and what they did in the preceding novels.
