"Pekic writes with a wry grace that lets all the seriousness and thought fold inside a stubborn yet subtle farce. Accomplished and piquant." –
Kirkus Reviews "
The Houses of Belgrade deserves the most honest praise a reviewer can give: it was so good I can't wait to read [Pekic's] first book for my own pleasure...Pekic has drawn his portrait with exquisitely subtle lines, choosing words with such care that Arseniev says worlds about himself while he is talking about someone else." –Peter Grier,
The Christian Science Monitor "In its best moments, [
The Houses of Belgrade] rates with the intricate writings of Russian and French masters...It is a naked eye that can take us into a building of cold-water flats...into the den of a wretched man–and then make us step back from this tremendous detail into the unimaginable widths of human suffering. Pekic has mirrored the world, its fire, its blood, in the clouded eye of a madman, in a bog, reducing its vastness to a few cubic feet of muddy water–and the reflection is ugly." –Katherine Knorr,
Chicago Tribune
"Written in 1978, Mr. Pekiç's novel is a delicate farce that exemplifies the best of Yugoslavian literature... chronicles the life of Negovan, itself a mirror for the conflicts of the 20th century.
Houses offers a fascinating window into literature of the other Europe." –Karl Wolff,
New York Journal of Books
