With the same electrical intensity of language and insight that he
brought to "Waiting for the Barbarians" and "The Master of Petersburg,"
J.M. Coetzee reinvents the story of Robinson Crusoe - and in so doing,
directs our attention to the seduction and tyranny of storytelling
itself.
In 1720 the eminent man of letters Daniel Foe is approached by Susan
Barton, lately a castaway on a desert island. She wants him to tell her
story, and that of the enigmatic man who has become her rescuer,
companion, master and sometime lover: Cruso. Cruso is dead, and his
manservant, Friday, is incapable of speech. As she tries to relate the
truth about him, the ambitious Barton cannot help turning Cruso into her
invention. For as narrated by Foe - as by Coetzee himself - the stories
we thought we know acquire depths that are at once treacherous, elegant,
and unexpectedly moving.