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| | The New Yorker: The Critics: Books (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-11-06) |
 | | Whereas Salman Rushdie's celebrated "Midnight's Children" gave us Bombay with a headlong, fantastic, word-twirling magic realism, Rohinton Mistry, a Bombay-born Canadian, presents the same diverse, congested metropolis with a realism that, if too wry to be called sober, might be termed Tolstoyan. |
 | | In a polished but economical and unobtrusive prose, he writes of household dramas, of plausibly confined, earthbound lives seeking to generate on their own a spark of relieving magic. |
 | | "Family Matters" has a nervous pulse; its Tolstoyan qualities, its ease and affection, are vitiated by a modernist jumpiness. |
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