I wrote a short article on Hungarian fiction since 1975 which mentioned 77 works by a “Top 20” list of authors. As only 19 of the titles mentioned there have been published in English translation, that leaves a lot to go for (30 years’ worth at current rates of translation), and nearly half the authors have brought out newer work since then. Quite apart from hopes for the remaining four to five volumes by Imre Kertész that have yet to make it to English, if pressed on personal favourites, they would be László Márton’s The True History of Jacob Wunschwitz or anything after it (especially A Shady High Street); Endre Kukorelly’s Fairy-Vale, or Riddles of the Heart of a Man; Zsolt Láng’s Transylvanian Bestiary (2 volumes); with Gábor Németh’s Jewish, Are You? (2004) as a wild card. László Krasznahorkai also merits wider recognition, and his soon-to-be-published War and War (New Directions, 2006) may or may not achieve that. While the fêting of Sandor Márai is all very well, it would be gratifying to see acknowledgement for more original writers of the recent past, such as Géza Ottlik or Miklós Mészöly.
György Spiró’s epic-scale historical novel, Fogság (Captivity, 2005), seems to be trying above all to convince readers that seeking sense in history is a vain enterprise.