Jhumpa Lahiri appears to be an artist of a particular "narrative": the Bengali family and its discontents as it assimilates into America. Her stories are quiet, deliberate, setting one foot down in front of the other, then exploding with a secret, an encounter, a clash. Quietly, then, they lay back down, leaving the reader astir in their unnerving calm. Lahiri's story stock, however, is rife with characters that are larger than the Bengali immigration experience, experiences larger than mere discontent. She's an artist of the family portrait, drawing upon the shades of love that color us as we crawl from childhood to old age: from ephemeral to lifetime love, from unrequited to accommodated love, from a child's love for a parent to a... More >>>