I am all for discussion, particularly since Perversion contains thousands of debatable aspects. Please, criticize me, analyze my work, tear it apart, but make sure the level of your critical judgement is adequate to the level of the novel. This novel, Pervesion is the product of three internally strenuous years of my life. As I said before, not on my own account. But it seems to me that this is not the poetry of a group but something beutifully canonical.
Aesthetics change, as do orientations, environment, talent.
The young have to be angrier, this is their only chance at success. At least that's the Kyiv model of the battle of the generations. But for there to be a breathing down the necks, there has to be a growth to comparable size. Today, I see among them only a few. On the other hand, the percentage of the ordinary, the accidental, the episodic, and even the terrible among this younger generation is higher than at any previous time in Ukrainian literature, even the very darkest times.