My Cat Yugoslavia

A Novel

De: Pajtim Statovci

Narrado por: Edoardo Ballerini, Alison Fraser

A love story set in two countries in two radically different moments in time, bringing together a young man, his mother, a boa constrictor, and one capricious cat.

In 1980s Yugoslavia, a young Muslim girl is married off to a man she hardly knows, but what was meant to be a happy match goes quickly wrong. Soon thereafter her country is torn apart by war and she and her family flee. Years later, her son, Bekim, grows up a social outcast in present-day Finland, not just an immigrant in a country suspicious of foreigners, but a gay man in an unaccepting society. Aside from casual hookups, his only friend is a boa constrictor whom, improbably—he is terrified of snakes—he lets roam his apartment. Then, during a visit to a gay bar, Bekim meets a talking cat who moves in with him and his snake. It is this witty, charming, manipulative creature who starts Bekim on a journey back to Kosovo to confront his demons and make sense of the magical, cruel, incredible history of his family. And it is this that, in turn, enables him finally, to open himself to true love—which he will find in the most unexpected place

Beautifully haunting

As a member of the diaspora, this book is close to home and a lot of respect encapsulating how trauma responses can take over everything else.

Cruelty thru generations exacerbated by war

I feel like translator didn't adequately communicate Pajtim Statovci's words in the first couple chapters. Either it improved as the novel progressed or I became so caught up that I was more able to understand the meaning of what was being expressed.

I have no idea what the talking cat was all about. was it a metaphor or a literal cat? I have no idea. It was, however, a perfect characterization of a feline.

the father, Bajram, was an incompletely developed beast. What made him such an out of control violent abuser? This was never made clear. However, his presence in the story sears out of the book. His intensity made him a fascinating if horrific presence. How that mother (Emine)was able to survive with him for twenty years speaks to the subjugation of women in that part of the world. Emine's character vacillated between bright but too victimized to be functional to passively permitting Bajram's abuse. Even at the end of the book I was not sure she was able to appreciate the layers of cognitive dissonance that bamboozled her children. Interestingly, she never refers to her children by their names. They are called "My eldest son, my daughter, my youngest son"

The experience of being a brown refugee in a lily white country was scathing and accurate.

Weirdly Imaginative

So this guy meets a talking cat in a bar and takes him home…where the cat doesn’t get along with the guy’s pet boa constrictor.

My Cat Yugoslavia was quite a book. It’s a family drama, a refugee tale, but also a fable. How is the cat like Yugoslavia? The guy—Bekim—is drawn to the cat despite the cat’s sarcasm, cruelty and sometimes violence. Is that how he thinks Yugoslavia treated him? It’s how his father sometimes treated him. But that’s another story.

Half the novel is the history of Bekim’s parents. His mother follows Kosovan/Albanian tradition in marrying a virtual stranger, then becoming a dutiful wife and mother. The family flees Kosovo for Finland (the flight episode was a highlight) to escape the Serbian war of the 1990s, and that’s where Bekim grows up.

The narrators, Edoardo Ballerini and Alison Fraser, were both excellent. Alison Fraser’s soft Kosovan accent and almost shy voice was just right. Overall, an intriguing listen.

Loved it!

Interesting story line- about the human condition. The opening about floored me.
Does contain a few rather graphic descriptions of homosexual contact, in a very intimate way. So if that would offend you, don’t get this book. But it plays into the storyline very well, and the writer weaves tale, that midway through you get lost in.

Confusing

Chapters switched back and forth in time, place, and characters. Didn't understand how these characters were connected until well into the story. I kept waiting for the story line to make sense. and when I understood the connection, I wondered whether it mattered. Either story line could have stood alone. The book reads as though it was written by Edward Albee. Maybe I'll think about it from time to time, or maybe I'll not think about it at all.