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I finished reading Beauty is a Wound (Cantik itu Luka translated by Annie Tucker) last week. I am stunned by how well this crazy mishmash of stories reflected the jumble that resides in an enigmatic file in my head labeled “Jawa”. All the professional reviews agree that this is an important, landmark, revolutionary, complex book. I want to explain WHY that is so true. Unless the reader understands the topic—Indonesia, it’s just another vague statement of greatness by reviewers. I would like to explain why this book is really hitting some reader’s nerves and why for others it might be inexplicable.
Kurniawan successfully put everything I know and feel about the former Dutch East Indies and today’s West Java in a blender. Then he poured out a tale that is representative of the inexplicable, tight hold Indonesia can have on someone with ties to the Mooi Indie. Reading Beauty is a Wound seemed like a visit to the homeland of my soul, and I am still struggling with just how to review this book for “non-Indonesia proficient” audiences. There is one word in Bahasa Indonesia that I keep repeating. It is “Rasa”. It means feel or taste, or sensation of. And Kurniawan has distilled the “Rasa” of Indonesia. So bear with me as I try to make sense of this momentous jumble in some logical fashion.
Translation: The translation is first rate. Nothing is lost in translation, so the book is quite easy to read. There are some Indonesian and Dutch words used for effect, but not enough to cause readers to really slow down. Some terms may confuse a western reader unfamiliar with Indonesia, but you can figure it out from context.
Story line: Like Lelaki Harimau (Man Tiger, also by Kurniawan), Beauty is Wound is really a simple ghost story, or perhaps several ghost stories! The main ghost is Dewi Ayu, (literally Goddess Pretty, and of course, an allegory for Mooi Indie, Dutch for the Beautiful Indies). Dewi Ayu, who refused to leave her Indonesian homeland when most Dutch bolted, rises from the grave years later in order to stop another ghost’s long-term curse upon her bastard progeny and their inappropriate husbands and the doomed next generation (all of whom are more allegories for sections of, or forces in, Indonesian society). The book can be read just for the story line.
Fractured Time Line: Readers need to learn the reasons for the curse and everyone’s back-story! And do they have back-stories! The interwoven Back Stories give you “The Political and Social History of Indonesia Since Colonial Times.” Kurniawan only lets you learn the important bits of the back-story as they become germane to the tale he is telling. So while the book does progress from Dutch Colonial times to contemporary Indonesia, the structure of the telling is not strictly chronological. We see the reasons for the interwoven time lines in the book when their past comes back to haunt someone. Literally.
Violence/Sex/Rape: Wow, there is plenty of sex, war and murder in this book. The violence, while graphic, seems to be exactly at the level I always imagined it to be from other sources and first person tales that I have heard from Indonesian and Dutch witnesses to these events. Indonesia is a huge, insanely diverse country that went through some extremely grim times in the last 100 years. (Watch The Year of Living Dangerously with Mel Gibson, if you want a quick primer in the feel of 1965 Indonesia.) Kurniawan is telling that multifaceted tale in the style of Indonesian folk tales and legends; the descriptions may not be factually correct, but you get the feel of the unsettled atmosphere that existed. All this happens in a coastal fictional locale called, Halimunda. (Halimun is the word for mist! So where this town actually lies is meant to be “foggy.”)
In an allegory where a country is a woman, and segments of that country other women, and “forces of evil” keep attacking that country or segments, you have many rape scenes. One could easily summarize major events in Indonesian history by saying, “Once again, Indonesia got screwed.” That’s what Kurniawan is doing. He’s not a crazy sex fiend. He is not advocating that men should treat women like that. He is using it to effect. I often want to start my own tale of Indonesia with the line, “From the day Columbus set off to locate Indonesia to steal her spices, Indonesia kept getting screwed….”
So to sum up, we have an important, epic, satirical, adult, historical fiction, ghost allegory rife with symbolism that approximates the History of the Republic of Indonesia.
Suspend all your disbelief, jettison all expectations and jump right in. The Water is Fine!
While I am screaming, “YES! I got to wallow mentally in what I have been studying for 40 years! The post-colonial period of the Republic of Indonesia,” some of you are asking, “Huh?”
To be honest, this is a book written for those familiar with (ok, really BEYOND familiar with, perhaps utterly steeped in) recent Indonesian history. Both POLITICAL and SOCIAL history during the latter half of the 20th Century and specifically those formative and determinative events that happened on the Island of Java since about 1940. The Japanese occupation, the three-way guerilla war for independence, the 1965 failed coup and its murderous anti-communist aftermath, and the perhaps less violent, but oppressive decades of the New Order, and then the 1990’s reformasi and recent history that perhaps brought an to the end of the curse…
Oh, and you might need a basic understanding of the major groups in Indonesian society. The Indos—mixed-race Dutch (or Japanese, or any other Eurasian mix). The PKI—Communist Party members or supporters (farmers, workers). Muslims—Intellectual liberals and/or fundamentalist, but rarely communist, and often protesting college students. Chinese-Indonesians—the Business Men perhaps allied to or exploited by Suharto. The Indonesian Military—was KNIL, then PETA, then ABRI, now TNI, has a “Dual Function” in that it actually created the state, and was very much involved in politics and business. And the criminal gangs or Preman—think Indonesian Mafia! Unity in Diversity! Yah!
If the last paragraph confused you, I would suggest reading a few Wikipedia pages on the Dutch East Indies and then the Republic of Indonesia from 1947 to the present before trying to read this book. Why? Because this complex book is an extended allegory for the birth of and struggle to mature of the Republic of Indonesia. If you want more understanding of recent Indonesian history, read Indonesian Politics Under Suharto: The Rise and Fall of the New Order, by Michael Vatikiotis.
There is something peculiar and cyclical in the history of Indonesia and Kurniawan maximizes that. The more you know about Indonesia and its people, the more you will understand and the more you will get the many jokes and scathing political comments in this book. But Beauty is a Wound will teach a reader new to Indonesia plenty about what really happened in Java after the Japanese invaded. And it is not a pretty picture.
Here’s the mystery about Indonesia, those people who love her, love her WITH all her faults, and she has plenty. There is still rural poverty and city slums, but there is incredible art and creativity, there are astounding natural riches, there was political suppression, but there is a high literacy rate and huge middle class, there are huge environmental issues, there is beauty beyond belief. That’s what makes Indonesia interesting and creates that “perasaan,” that weird sensation of Indonesia that Kurniawan captures. There is something addicting about Indonesia. Once you have been to Indonesia, most people want to go back. And I bet that is why Kurniawan made Dewi Ayu a prostitute that men wanted to return to. Read this book and you will also know this Beautiful Indonesia—one you will never learn about in any school.
But the real prize for reading this book is seeing just how Kurniawan actually puts all this together into a cohesive, entertaining tale!
And Yes, he does that. I read this thick book in a few days. I did not want to put it down. I am obsessed with Indonesia. I already know what Indo means, I already know what dog eater connotes, I know what Belanda and totok mean. But that’s because I had a Belanda stepfather who was born a totok in Bandung, West Java and the history of much of this book was his personal heartrending story as well. And the most significant other person is my life is a multilayered Orang Sunda from West Java. For an American, I am about as familiar with Indo-Dutch, Indos and Indonesians as I could possibly get without being born to it myself.
This book should be on the reading list at every University Asian Studies Program in the English Speaking World. This book tells all sides of these horrendous events. It is not a dry political textbook by some Western political academic looking down at Indonesia as a specimen of military oppression of democracy or as a petri dish of surprising economic development. It is not slanted toward the military, the PKI, or any one group. It is not apologizing or apologetics for any of those horrid events. It does not worry about who was right or wrong or if it was the fault of the Dutch, the Japanese, the Military, the PKI, the passive population, Sukarno, or Suharto. Indonesia and her people just struggle through 50 years of violence and social and creative suppression.
This book is important because it may mark the absolute end of the events it spears so well. The book’s existence may mean Indonesia has reached a point at which Indonesian civil society, democratic rule, and intellectual freedom and creativity are relatively safe from being screwed again.
Indonesia, and particularly for me, West Java where fictional Halimunda seems to be located, have some kind of magic power that permeates your soul and heart. Once she really gets her hooks in you, you emotionally live in that “perasaan” forever. If like Dewi Ayu, I was forced to consider leaving the “Indonesia” in my heart, I would, like her, answer, “I’m not going.”


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Beauty Is a Wound Eka Kurniawan Annie Tucker Books Reviews

It was a long book but it became more interesting
A wonderful, wonderful book. Dark, twisting, raunchy and bursting from the pages. If you've never read any Indonesian literature, start here.
A very good read. Informative about the recent history of Indonesia and a wonderful story. Read it with an open mind and do not allow the excessive rough language to distract from the main story line. Felt that some of the cultural and emotions described may have been lost in translation. Wish I could read it in its original language.
The story takes many turns throughout the book through different characters views. I liked the ending and it was unexpected. I was slow on taking the story in with all character switches and you may need to go back to chapters to refresh what happened, but it was a good read.
This book was a delightful surprise. Classified as Historical Fiction, I didn't expect it to be so entertaining. Yes, I did learn a great deal about Indonesia, circa the late 1920's to current; but there's a little supernatural, romance, crime, war, politicos, and plenty of light and dark humor. The main character, of which all the side stories revolve is Dewi Awu. Colonial rich girl, prostitute, mother, and [spoiler alert] ghost, Dewi Awu is outrageous and hilarious. The many satellite characters in her orbit are quirky and original. Throughout the book, there are dark situations [such as Dewi's time as a POW] that are funny, and funny situations that are ultimately horrific. Eka Kurniawan's writing style reminds me of some of Alice Hoffman's more humorous novels [i.e. "Turtle Moon" and "Practical Magic"]; but Kurniawan is still an original! The book gave me insight into the Indonesian spirit AND provided hours of sheer amusement.
2.5-3 Stars. This book made me feel incredibly complicated feelings. It was dark and sad and repulsive in some ways, but also compelling. To me, the novel addressed terrifying aspects of human nature that exist in our actual reality. The descriptions of horror, sexual and physical violence, and loss are reflective of atrocities that take place in our world even now. I completely understand the reviews of people who DNF this book due to some of the subject matter. And I agree at times the violence felt like too much, placed there for pure shock value. But I also understand what the author was trying to do in pressing such horrifying topics throughout the book. Kurniawan draws parallels between the violence of colonialism/war and the violence of misogyny and presents an incredibly twisted tale of how both leave their mark upon generations and generations of humans.
Love above all is sacred and complex. In Beauty is a Wound we discover the miraculous hunt for love throughout generations, only to realise how fleeting the moment is, how curious the human being can become when the need for revenge becomes all-encompassing.
The writing is convoluted like the plot, with long stretches of historical Indonesian sequences, only to swiftly get back to the "action" of love vs revenge, completeing the circle until the end of the novel.
The characters are sublimely portrayed, each with their own quirks and particularities, uniting them against all odds. I enjoyed the highlight of love between the four widows in thr end, mentioned three times for its importance. Meanwhile and up til that point the vengeful husbands each fighted for their love, family or personal image.
This is definitely a novel transcending simplicity, covering topics like rape, family curses, life and hardships during war, politics and human nature. It calls for discussion on multiple levels and I am looking forward to the "babblingbookclub" questions and debates. This is a must read for those who like complex worlds interspersed with satire and bits of fantasy, where nothing looks like it seems from the outside.
I finished reading Beauty is a Wound (Cantik itu Luka translated by Annie Tucker) last week. I am stunned by how well this crazy mishmash of stories reflected the jumble that resides in an enigmatic file in my head labeled “Jawa”. All the professional reviews agree that this is an important, landmark, revolutionary, complex book. I want to explain WHY that is so true. Unless the reader understands the topic—Indonesia, it’s just another vague statement of greatness by reviewers. I would like to explain why this book is really hitting some reader’s nerves and why for others it might be inexplicable.
Kurniawan successfully put everything I know and feel about the former Dutch East Indies and today’s West Java in a blender. Then he poured out a tale that is representative of the inexplicable, tight hold Indonesia can have on someone with ties to the Mooi Indie. Reading Beauty is a Wound seemed like a visit to the homeland of my soul, and I am still struggling with just how to review this book for “non-Indonesia proficient” audiences. There is one word in Bahasa Indonesia that I keep repeating. It is “Rasa”. It means feel or taste, or sensation of. And Kurniawan has distilled the “Rasa” of Indonesia. So bear with me as I try to make sense of this momentous jumble in some logical fashion.
Translation The translation is first rate. Nothing is lost in translation, so the book is quite easy to read. There are some Indonesian and Dutch words used for effect, but not enough to cause readers to really slow down. Some terms may confuse a western reader unfamiliar with Indonesia, but you can figure it out from context.
Story line Like Lelaki Harimau (Man Tiger, also by Kurniawan), Beauty is Wound is really a simple ghost story, or perhaps several ghost stories! The main ghost is Dewi Ayu, (literally Goddess Pretty, and of course, an allegory for Mooi Indie, Dutch for the Beautiful Indies). Dewi Ayu, who refused to leave her Indonesian homeland when most Dutch bolted, rises from the grave years later in order to stop another ghost’s long-term curse upon her bastard progeny and their inappropriate husbands and the doomed next generation (all of whom are more allegories for sections of, or forces in, Indonesian society). The book can be read just for the story line.
Fractured Time Line Readers need to learn the reasons for the curse and everyone’s back-story! And do they have back-stories! The interwoven Back Stories give you “The Political and Social History of Indonesia Since Colonial Times.” Kurniawan only lets you learn the important bits of the back-story as they become germane to the tale he is telling. So while the book does progress from Dutch Colonial times to contemporary Indonesia, the structure of the telling is not strictly chronological. We see the reasons for the interwoven time lines in the book when their past comes back to haunt someone. Literally.
Violence/Sex/Rape Wow, there is plenty of sex, war and murder in this book. The violence, while graphic, seems to be exactly at the level I always imagined it to be from other sources and first person tales that I have heard from Indonesian and Dutch witnesses to these events. Indonesia is a huge, insanely diverse country that went through some extremely grim times in the last 100 years. (Watch The Year of Living Dangerously with Mel Gibson, if you want a quick primer in the feel of 1965 Indonesia.) Kurniawan is telling that multifaceted tale in the style of Indonesian folk tales and legends; the descriptions may not be factually correct, but you get the feel of the unsettled atmosphere that existed. All this happens in a coastal fictional locale called, Halimunda. (Halimun is the word for mist! So where this town actually lies is meant to be “foggy.”)
In an allegory where a country is a woman, and segments of that country other women, and “forces of evil” keep attacking that country or segments, you have many rape scenes. One could easily summarize major events in Indonesian history by saying, “Once again, Indonesia got screwed.” That’s what Kurniawan is doing. He’s not a crazy sex fiend. He is not advocating that men should treat women like that. He is using it to effect. I often want to start my own tale of Indonesia with the line, “From the day Columbus set off to locate Indonesia to steal her spices, Indonesia kept getting screwed….”
So to sum up, we have an important, epic, satirical, adult, historical fiction, ghost allegory rife with symbolism that approximates the History of the Republic of Indonesia.
Suspend all your disbelief, jettison all expectations and jump right in. The Water is Fine!
While I am screaming, “YES! I got to wallow mentally in what I have been studying for 40 years! The post-colonial period of the Republic of Indonesia,” some of you are asking, “Huh?”
To be honest, this is a book written for those familiar with (ok, really BEYOND familiar with, perhaps utterly steeped in) recent Indonesian history. Both POLITICAL and SOCIAL history during the latter half of the 20th Century and specifically those formative and determinative events that happened on the Island of Java since about 1940. The Japanese occupation, the three-way guerilla war for independence, the 1965 failed coup and its murderous anti-communist aftermath, and the perhaps less violent, but oppressive decades of the New Order, and then the 1990’s reformasi and recent history that perhaps brought an to the end of the curse…
Oh, and you might need a basic understanding of the major groups in Indonesian society. The Indos—mixed-race Dutch (or Japanese, or any other Eurasian mix). The PKI—Communist Party members or supporters (farmers, workers). Muslims—Intellectual liberals and/or fundamentalist, but rarely communist, and often protesting college students. Chinese-Indonesians—the Business Men perhaps allied to or exploited by Suharto. The Indonesian Military—was KNIL, then PETA, then ABRI, now TNI, has a “Dual Function” in that it actually created the state, and was very much involved in politics and business. And the criminal gangs or Preman—think Indonesian Mafia! Unity in Diversity! Yah!
If the last paragraph confused you, I would suggest reading a few Wikipedia pages on the Dutch East Indies and then the Republic of Indonesia from 1947 to the present before trying to read this book. Why? Because this complex book is an extended allegory for the birth of and struggle to mature of the Republic of Indonesia. If you want more understanding of recent Indonesian history, read Indonesian Politics Under Suharto The Rise and Fall of the New Order, by Michael Vatikiotis.
There is something peculiar and cyclical in the history of Indonesia and Kurniawan maximizes that. The more you know about Indonesia and its people, the more you will understand and the more you will get the many jokes and scathing political comments in this book. But Beauty is a Wound will teach a reader new to Indonesia plenty about what really happened in Java after the Japanese invaded. And it is not a pretty picture.
Here’s the mystery about Indonesia, those people who love her, love her WITH all her faults, and she has plenty. There is still rural poverty and city slums, but there is incredible art and creativity, there are astounding natural riches, there was political suppression, but there is a high literacy rate and huge middle class, there are huge environmental issues, there is beauty beyond belief. That’s what makes Indonesia interesting and creates that “perasaan,” that weird sensation of Indonesia that Kurniawan captures. There is something addicting about Indonesia. Once you have been to Indonesia, most people want to go back. And I bet that is why Kurniawan made Dewi Ayu a prostitute that men wanted to return to. Read this book and you will also know this Beautiful Indonesia—one you will never learn about in any school.
But the real prize for reading this book is seeing just how Kurniawan actually puts all this together into a cohesive, entertaining tale!
And Yes, he does that. I read this thick book in a few days. I did not want to put it down. I am obsessed with Indonesia. I already know what Indo means, I already know what dog eater connotes, I know what Belanda and totok mean. But that’s because I had a Belanda stepfather who was born a totok in Bandung, West Java and the history of much of this book was his personal heartrending story as well. And the most significant other person is my life is a multilayered Orang Sunda from West Java. For an American, I am about as familiar with Indo-Dutch, Indos and Indonesians as I could possibly get without being born to it myself.
This book should be on the reading list at every University Asian Studies Program in the English Speaking World. This book tells all sides of these horrendous events. It is not a dry political textbook by some Western political academic looking down at Indonesia as a specimen of military oppression of democracy or as a petri dish of surprising economic development. It is not slanted toward the military, the PKI, or any one group. It is not apologizing or apologetics for any of those horrid events. It does not worry about who was right or wrong or if it was the fault of the Dutch, the Japanese, the Military, the PKI, the passive population, Sukarno, or Suharto. Indonesia and her people just struggle through 50 years of violence and social and creative suppression.
This book is important because it may mark the absolute end of the events it spears so well. The book’s existence may mean Indonesia has reached a point at which Indonesian civil society, democratic rule, and intellectual freedom and creativity are relatively safe from being screwed again.
Indonesia, and particularly for me, West Java where fictional Halimunda seems to be located, have some kind of magic power that permeates your soul and heart. Once she really gets her hooks in you, you emotionally live in that “perasaan” forever. If like Dewi Ayu, I was forced to consider leaving the “Indonesia” in my heart, I would, like her, answer, “I’m not going.”