Bezmozgis creëert verhalen die thema's als identiteit, ontheemding en de zoektocht naar ergens thuishoren verkennen, waarbij hij vaak scherpe humor en een scherp psychologisch inzicht gebruikt. Zijn proza wordt gekenmerkt door nauwkeurige taal en een scherp vermogen om de complexiteit van menselijke relaties te vangen. Lezers worden aangetrokken door zijn onderscheidende kijk op de immigrantenervaring en de levens van volgende generaties. Zijn schrijven is inzichtelijk, provocerend en diep menselijk.
One of the most anticipated international debuts of 2004, DavidBezmozgis’s Natasha and Other Stories lives up to its buzz withnumerous award distinctions and a sheaf of praise from reviewers and readers.These are stories that capture the immigrant experience with wit and deepsympathy, recalling the early work of Bernard Malamud and Philip Roth. Anexquisitely crafted collection from a gifted young writer.
Escaping his political opponents in a Crimean resort town, disgraced Israeli politician Baruch Kotler runs into a former friend who had him sent to the gulag forty years prior and must reconcile with his betrayer and his own poor choices
Welcome to Rome. It is the summer of 1978, and the Krasnansky family, bickering, tired and confused, are supposed to be passing through. Alongside thousands of other Soviet Jewish refugees - among them criminals, dissidents and refuseniks - they await passage to their new homes in the West. But escaping Communism is not so easy, especially when some of the Krasnanskys insist on bringing it with them, and even more so when their sponsor in the USA lets them down and they find that they're no longer passing through at all. On the contrary, they're stuck. Welcome, then, to the waiting room of your life, and to a tragic yet comic tale of reckless brothers and long- suffering sisters, ailing parents and innocent children, of love affairs and criminal liaisons, of a wonderfully troubled family and a perpetually wandering people, and their epic search for a home: somewhere, anywhere - or Canada, as it turns out.