Received a copy of In the Mind of an Immigrant by Stanislav Molokovski through the First Reads Giveaway in exchange for an honest review "There were two points of view he was having troubles reconciling.
From the first one, he was seeing himself as some sort of
adventurer, who was following his instincts in his quest for
something great, just not well defined. From the second one, he
was morally bankrupt, irresponsible criminal, who was lying and
stealing to get ahead and have fun."
Four years living the American dream of smoking weed, eating/delivering pizza, and accumulating $10,000 debt as an illegal immigrant in Cape Cod has initiated the breeding grounds of jealousy and envy that social conventions in the West can bring. His rather short stint has had a long lasting impact, specifically taking a financial, psychological and spiritual toll on Victor. After being inspired by Barack Obama's Presidential win in 2008 Victor is on his way to London where he has decided to "change" the course of his life and his educational stature by pursuing International Relations at Amberton College in London. Victor was born in Sliven, Bulgaria to an alcoholic and abusive father, and a youthfully-exuberant and free-spirited mother. For as long as he can remember he always wanted to live abroad in America. When he made the decision to live with his grandparents at sixteen due to his father's drunkard nature, his plan was starting to take shape. When he told his mother about his plan at eighteen she made the compassionate decision to hand over her life savings to help expedite the process . Four years later Victor has become an experienced liar, agnostic, lazy, and bearer of many secrets. With all the trouble that seems to follow him he seems to think there is some irresponsible invisible force(god/brother) that is playing tricks and making it painfully hard for him. Will his troubled past rear its ugly head? Will life in America provide the chance of a lifetime that he was looking for? Or was Victor's fate predestined all along?
One of the issues I had with this novel was that the author's focus was primarily on Victor's paranoia and deluded thoughts of what others think of him when background information on his insecurities would have made him more sympathetic and seem less crazy. With respect to his psychological manipulations, my advice for Victor would be for him to remember to smoke more indica strains of marijuana and stay away from the heavy sativa strains. It's better to be happy than crazy. In regards to his low self-esteem, the problem was that you are never completely sure of what his low self-esteem is attributed to. It can't be because he is from a different country because the residence he is staying at in London is basically a United Nations conglomerate. It can't be his habitual drug use because everyone he asks to partake doesn't completely shun him. He eats a lot of spinach so I came to the conclusion that he often has some remnants left in his teeth and his flat mates don't have the heart to tell him and go on their way without him. Their is no rhyme or reason for the treatment he receives as far as I could tell. The author should have made it more apparent why he is treated the way he is treated, because with cultural acceptance in mind I just don't see it. "Victor's life was full of inexplicable twists and coincidences,
and he often had the feeling that he was a pawn in the hands of
something very powerful, whose nature he could never determine.
Sometimes he thought it was sinister, sometimes he thought he
didn't deserve such a great guiding force."
I don't know if it was the author's intention to interject a popular opinion of the American dream/way of life or to highlight the impressionable nature of the immigrant. If you understand the chain of events Victor longs for America while in his bedroom in Bulgaria, when he arrives he spends his time smoking weed, being lazy and unmotivated. When he decides to move to London for school he becomes more conscious of his future and decides that leaving America and enrolling in University would be the most effective choice. I feel Victor does whatever he can to fit in to his current environment whether it means smoking weed and delivering pizza or talking shop about current events and career prospects. Whatever happens to be the best method for him to meet people, he is willing to undertake.
What I liked about this book was the narrative of feeling that you were looking at the scope of the world through the eyes of the lead character. The author does not spoon feed you a specific interpretation and many times I reacted to situations much like Victor because of the varying culture clashes encountered throughout the novel (who knew it wasn't automatic to tip a server in Europe). Victor often finds himself confused or infatuated by wardrobe, eye contact, gratuities, non verbal cues, and lack of punctuality. If the author would have highlighted the varying cultural differences rather than one individual's perception I believe the tone would have been a lot different. The title insinuates the mind of an immigrant but really the message dictates the mind of a man with mental peculiarities because everywhere he goes he is surrounded by immigrants that are unlike him. The author plays to the old saying that "the eyes are the windows to the soul." You get the feeling that from Victor's rough upbringing he is so hardened, that his potential for true happiness is a lost cause. This novel was a slow boil with a few disruptions along the way. It could have been a lot more compelling if the focus was executed more effectively together with a few more dimensions. With all of that said I get the feeling that this novel will stay with me for a while.
For any film enthusiasts out there this book reminded me of a mash-up of movies. Take a good portion of L'Auberge Espagnole with a healthy mix of Shallow Grave and a sprinkle of The Terminal and you have yourself the book, In the Mind of an Immigrant by Stanislav Molokovski. "Shivers started running through his spine as he had deja vu of
previous intense and important moments when he had been finding
himself doing nothing at the worst possible time. This was not
the first time he was feeling confused and frustrated by this
strange sense of powerlessness and he had a clear idea of what
was awaiting him. It was panic, helplessness, anger, regret and
more panic. He felt in an unmistakable way the presence of the
invisible force that was playing with him again and was turning
him into something pathetic and dysfunctional. He imagined one
more day feeling this fucked and he got up, washed his face and
saw the fear and anger in his eyes. He badly wanted this evil
force to transform itself into an object, so he could smash it
into pieces and then burn it, but none of the objects around him
seemed to possess the characteristics of an evil force. He was
terrified of the prospect of the evil force winning and a voice in
his mind started repeating 'not this time, not this time.'"