Jesus' Son

by Denis Johnson

Book Overview

American master Denis Johnson's nationally bestselling collection of blistering and indelible tales about America's outcasts and wanderers.

Denis Johnson's now classic story collection Jesus' Son chronicles a wild netherworld of addicts and lost souls, a violent and disordered landscape that encompasses every extreme of American culture. These are stories of transcendence and spiraling grief, of hallucinations and glories,...

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 031242874X
• ISBN13: 9780312428747
• Release Date: February 2009
• Publisher: Picador USA
• Length: 144 Pages
• Weight: 0.34 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.4" x 5.5" x 8.3"

Customer Reviews

Johnson writes like a slummin angel

The beauty of Johnson's prose is evident in every one of these stories. The subject matter is dark, depressing, hallucinegenic, and yet the collection's overall feel is uplifting. Johnson could have written some cliched grotesqueries about the drug life, could have piled on the filth and dirt of it all, but he doesn't. The down-and-out characters, most of them junkies and criminals, are given a healthy dose of humanity, where a lesser writer would have turned them into abominable caricatures. Unlike most post modern writers, Johnson cares deeply about his characters and this comes out in every story. He doesn't follow the pomo aesthetic by declaring that life is inherently meaningless or hopeless, far from it. What we come to find in this amazing collection is the presence of hope in all things, no matter how low or degraded things might appear. And that is precisely what Denis Johnson shows us. There is beauty in everything, and if we can't see that, then we are not fully human.

Beautiful and Tragic

This slim book can easily be read in a few hours. The short stories are all vignettes out of the lives of the addicted and the desperate.What this book does, better than any other book I've read, is capture the beauty and tragedy of these lost lives. Johnson is great at imagery, whether the misty, sunlit dive bar on a rickety pier, or the deserted drive-in in the snow. He's also great at writing from the inside of these characters-- their tragic worldview makes sense through their eyes. The hallucinatory beauty of these "prose-poems" goes hand-in-hand with the altered perceptions of the characters-- these people live as if in a dream state.If you're ready to write off people on the fringes of society, then you probably won't appreciate this book. Like he did in "Angels," Johnson takes these forgotten people, and makes them live and breathe on the page. Many times, his characters seem more truly alive than those who would write them off or forget about them.

Jesus' dysfunctional children

Let's imagine that Raymond Carver (the short story writer) and Charles Simic (the poet) produced an offspring who immersed himself in Beat literature and dropped acid. Such an offspring might be the author of this book. Like Simic, Johnson pins down the surreal, the grotesque; and like Carver, he makes use of a narrative style at once plain and poetic. And like every serious writer before him, Johnson brings to light some of our most urgent human emotions: fear of death, desperation, loneliness, fear of taking responsibility for someone else as well as for oneself. "Jesus' Son," marketed as a collection of stories, is really one disjointed story whose various settings include hospitals, abandoned houses, a seedy bar called The Vine, and the highways and country roads connecting them. The story isn't told chronologically, so I'd recommend reading the book two, three more times. Characters in one story make flash cameos in another, and specific happenings in earlier stories are alluded to in later stories. Fantastic stuff. Each story works as a kind of prose poem: terse, cadenced, elegant. Johnson wastes not a single word or image. The best of these stories (to me, at least) is "Emergency," which is truly nothing short of a contemporary masterpiece. It begins with a man wandering into a hospital emergency room with a knife in his eye, and ends with two hospital workers driving aimlessly in the country while caring for near-dead baby rabbits. I'll give away nothing else, but brace yourself: the dialogue is hilarious and the portrayal of the medical establishment (in all its humanness) isn't too flattering. And the ironies and complexities of the book's title will keep your mind active long after you've completed the last sentence. In short, a great book, highly recommended!

Stories of Remarkable Intensity and Clarity

I've never read anything by Chuck Palahniuk. I know about him, however, because the movie 'Fight Club' is based upon Palahniuk's novel of the same title. Chuck Palahniuk is a big fan of Denis Johnson's collection of short stories, 'Jesus' Son.' A recent article about Palahniuk in Poets & Writers Magazine says that Palahniuk 'has read 'Jesus' Son' over and over'more than two hundred times.' Palahniuk says, in that article, 'whenever I'm stuck, that's a book I read to sort of jump start myself.'Palahniuk's endorsement was good enough for me. Any book that someone has read more than two hundred times must be worthwhile, or at least worth taking a look at. Besides, this remarkable collection of short stories is only 160 pages long, the pages are small (I measured it and it was about 7' x 4'), and there are not many words on each page. It doesn't take long to read. If it matters, I also always knew Denis Johnson was out there, a highly regarded poet and novelist, ever since 'Fiskadoro' had been published more than a decade ago. I had to read something by him sometime.I sat down last night and started reading 'Jesus' Son' and didn't put it down until I was finished. It didn't take me long and was worth every minute. 'Jesus' Son' contains eleven short stories, all written in the first person, all connected by the common voice of the same narrator, a young, strung-out misfit whose pathology permeates every story. The stories are grim, just like the dark, desperate life of the narrator, just like the violent, disconnected, drug-clouded lives of the people who surround him. They are stories in which the narrator seemingly transcends his life, his drug- and alcohol-induced cloud of unknowing illuminating an at times crystalline-pure vision of the world. The physical world becomes continuous with the mental world in rushes of stunning prose. Thus, in 'Car Crash While Hitchhiking,' Johnson's narrator, sitting in the back of a car: 'Under Midwestern clouds like great grey brains we left the superhighway with a drifting sensation and entered Kansas City's rush hour with a sensation of running aground.' And later, while in a hospital emergency room, his mind drifts in a kind of hallucinatory fugue: 'It was raining. Gigantic ferns leaned over us. The forest drifted down a hill. I could hear a creek rushing down rocks. And you, you ridiculous people, you expect me to help you.' The writing is brilliant, attaining remarkable heights of intensity and clarity. At the same time, the characters and the events are dark and disturbing, the narrative interrupted and discontinuous. There is drug addiction, alcoholism, violence, torture, murder, voyeurism. There is a disturbing coldness, but also a profound clarity. It is writing from the bowels of life, writing that achieves its power through prose that is as hard, as pure, as the finest diamond. 'Jesus' Son' is not an upbeat collection of stories, but it is resplendent with a writing style and an imagination that celebr

Hello, Cowgirl in the Sand...

That Denis Johnson chose such an unorthodox, non-linear strategy for his little book "Jesus' Son" is as much a testament to his genius as any of the often Dylan-esque prose-bites. Look at it this way: it may be said that every life becomes over time a jumbled series of unhinged recollections that change a little each time we use them; we suffer our decaying memories and willfully correct them like bad little children when we see something wrong with them. How much worse for the career junky? The sense of the absurd is strong here. The taut syle employed is reminiscent of Albert Camus' "The Stranger" and James M. Cain's "The Postman Always Rings Twice." I admire most spare, non-judgmental, unsentimental writing and try to write that way myself. When done right, the ring of truth is everywhere and if you're looking for Hemingway's "one true sentence," you'll find veins bursting with them in "Jesus' Son." Go for it.