In ‘Eternities’, Martin Edmond chronicles lost and discarded things, people, places—the paradox is, the romantic desire for the ideal can be realized in dreaming. Meticulous research underpins the resurgence, via mechanisms of memory, portents-reading and hallucination, of the uncanny, seeping out of the detritus of past time. The intertexual transcends the dull mechanics of postmodern technique, emerging epically as the Koran, the Tora, Aztec lore and Old Testament parable populated with hitherto uncelebrated gypsies, thieves, dream-chasing hippies and murderers. ‘Eternities’ rolls with humanity, a secularized laughter and magic, as powerful as re-incarnation and pagan idol worship; such profound depth to the most innocuous recollections; revealing a Sydney crueler, kinder, more exotic and more magical than it ever was before: ‘It is as the book says—the redeemed world will be the same but not as this is. It’s theology without god.... More > It’s nothing. Everything.’—Adam Aitken< Less
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