Ervin Lázár is the creator of a genre we may safely call
Central European folk surrealism, which takes on the quality of a
hallucinatory exploration into that part of the soul where beauty, hope,
and yearning live in close proximity with the harsh realities of life.
"Eating disorders and the Soviet Union—maybe they seem like very
different subjects, and first I was hesitating how it would work. But
then I thought this was a way to get very different readers." - An interview with Finnish writer Sofi Oksanen.
Serious face, he rarely smiles. Supposedly too little, but rarity of smiling as compared with what? He picks up from the table a bilious-green goblet and crushes it. The blood flows onto the tablecloth. He squeezes it with an even force until the glass smashes. As in a stagey film, though in those they would use paint, whereas this is real blood, though one would have to admit this too is a fairly stagey scene.
I had always known that a time would come when I was going to
have to swim across the Danube. Everybody knows it is something they
have to do some time, despite which most people never do it; they die
without having done so.